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(338) Hi there guysss. This is a mandatory warrior meeting. Axe wants to get acquainted with the warriors, update them on whats been going on, and work out a plan ;)

Now promoted, the Azazel vigorously scouted the borders. Not that she had this newfound interest of making sure that the borders were properly marked, but it seemed that they had been getting a lot more trespassers and problems at the borders as of recent. Axelle growled thinking of the brute that had attacked Itzal while trespassing. It angered her that she didn’t get to rip his throat out like she wanted to. She had heard of the slightly problem that they had with Casa di Cavalieri, despite her brief talk with Alyssum. What was going on?

Axelle hadn’t been too involved with the rest of her little warriors within the pack as of recent, but she planned to have that change. Now. Once the Azazel reached the part of the borders that was parallel with the entrance of the caves, she threw back her head and howled. She hoped to catch the attention of the majority of the warriors in the pack and have them come so that she could give direct orders on what exactly she wanted to see. It seemed that the warriors weren’t working to their full potential – even though all problems and trespassers were eventually caught and dealt with.

Though, her main concern had been rather selfish. What if Tyko had been the one to trespass? She knew that he had an even bigger agenda, aside from always trying to kill her. She wasn’t sure what type of trouble he would cause if he had indeed reached far enough to get to the caves. What if he killed a pup? Or even a pack member? Aeron would have his head, and even though Axe wanted to be the one to kill him – she couldn’t cross Aeron when he had killed one of her children. He was the threat, and if he was ended just like that, she couldn’t say anything.

But she wanted to avoid that.

The Azazel sat in her lupus form at the border, waiting for her little warriors to join her.

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Living within a pack and following its rules was still somewhat of a foreign concept to the pup. He didn't quite understand ranks and really didn't bother respecting them. As far as Kohaku was concerned, only those who could beat him in a fight deserved his respect. Aeron of course was among the few who had bested him in combat, something Kohaku enjoyed pointing out even if he had only really been in a fight a few times. However, he at least knew enough to figure out that he had somehow gone up in rank and was awarded the title of Dasa. Aeron had called it the warrior rank and Kohaku kind of liked the title. He had been practicing with her, training and honing his skills to become even deadlier. His training had gone beyond basic forms and his proficiency with his daggers and swords was quickly improving.


Kohaku was out again with his swords, practicing moving his his new cloak as he ran through the trees. As he came to a fall tree he rushed the log, using his hands to propel him over in a vault. Landing with grace, the pup continued, moving as fast as he could with accuracy and precision. As he neared a stream he slowed down, walking towards the frozen banks. Panting, the boy crept towards the bubbling water, careful not to slip as he reached the stream. Kneeling, he cupped one hand and allowing the freezing stream to pool into his hand. Eagerly, he drank, greedily lapping up the water before going for more.


Red ears twitched at the sound of a howl as water dripped from his maw. Kohaku froze and listened to the call that was for all of the packs warriors. But the summons wasn't from Aeron. Frowning he stood and considered turning back to the villa to rest. What would Aeron say though. Grunting, he turned towards the boarders and jogged to the meeting. Sitting in her lupus form was a black and white female that Kohaku didn't know but had seen at the meeting. If he remembered correctly, Aeron had called her a council Azez or something like that. Kohaku strode up to her, eyeing her with some interest. Cocking a flirtatious smile he said, "Hey. You look cold. Want to use me as a blanket?"


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Butterfly axe in hand, the tall red wolf narrowed his eyes at his opponent: a young oak, now baring several deep gashes. It had been awhile since he'd practiced with his treasured weapon, so now he was out in the woods, away from prying eyes. He didn't like being watched as he swung his axe, so the training arena hadn't really seemed appealing to him.

Right hand at the top of the shaft, left hand at the base, he swung down again, right hand sliding down as he did for more reach and power. The head drove through to the middle of the tree with a crack, splinters flying out as he wrench his weapon from the flesh of his "opponent." It was then the howl reached his ears. Ears, then head, swiveling towards the sound, he listened as it called for the warriors of Anathema.

Though he considered himself an explorer and a map maker, Vexile took pride in his fighting abilities. Looking down at his axe, he smiled, letting the axe slip through his right hand until it was just beneath the head before taking off towards the call. As he arrived, he saw the two-toned female from the mateship ceremony in lupus form, being hit on by the unrelenting Kohaku. He rolled his eyes at his friend before nudging him with his elbow, letting him know he was there.
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Border patrol had become a normal duty as of late. Altercations assured this, needing the protection to be based solely on the defense of Anathema's borders. She had heard plenty of news from the Rakeeb, and was almost up to speed with what had caused the drama. Slaves. What a stupid reason! It was not like they were getting harsh treatment or left days without sustenance. Anathema's a good place considering. Follow duties, and nothing negative would be taken from the situation. It would just be better for those stupid packs to butt out. Armed with her katana, the coppery hybrid knew that she was capable of serving well. Any troubles? Her deadly sword would ensure her safety, as well as the pack's. The more that was heard about the problems, the more the yearning for her own slave. What would it be like to take upon another life? One that would carry on her wishes dutifully, it sounded almost too good to be true.

The territory boundaries were quiet that day. Hopefully something of a resolution or truce had been founded for that day. That was good, because the Lykoi didn't particularly want to sever some heads. A call was sounded through the trees that surrounded the yearling warrior; her ears lifted and listened. It summoned the warriors of the pack, holding authority a little less captivating than that of the Angela or Rakeeb. Immediately the coyote left her position, sprinting her way towards the source.

Ellie arrived with windswept hair from her running efforts, but still holding an air of belonging as she scrutinized the others. Kohaku, and their newly appointed Azazel, and a red beast of a man whom she had not the knowledge of a name. He wasn't a Dasa like herself, and she curiously wondered what his business was with the warrior ranks. It wasn't a problem anyways. He looked eager to contribute and protect, something rather well admired to the Anatheman. Ignoring the chatter of her peers, long-lashed green eyes glanced to her superior, "So, what's happening?" As a master of the fighting ranks, she expected Axelle's news to connect to these silly pack troubles.

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(753) Continuing, but feel free to keep jumping in - no posting order !

Axelle had been sitting there a while, waiting for others to take time in answering her call. She stared out over the borders at first. She eyed the lands beyond theirs and wondered what kind of balls others have had to just simply ‘step’ over their invisible boundaries. She lifted a lip in disgust. She wouldn’t tolerate their disrespect, and neither should any of the other Anathemans.

When the scents of others became obvious to her, Axelle rotated. She now sat at the line of their pack and looked into their territory, instead of looking out of it. She noticed a young male approaching her first, followed by a cheesy pick up line. Axelle frowned and eyed him for a moment. ”Yes, I’m a little cold, but I think Itzal would tear you a new ass if you tried to blanket me.” She smirked at him, thinking of how Itzal would react when jealous. She didn’t know if Kohaku knew Itzal or not – but if he remembered her from the meeting, he would have noticed her mate sitting next to her. Soon after she answered him, another red-colored wolf followed behind him. This large wolf she remembered attending her mateship ceremony. He nudged the flirting child with an arm, and Axelle dipped her maw to them both. Finally, the last to come along before she really got into things was Elody. She remembered her being a Sut for a long time – and from their pack hunt a couple of months back. She dipped her head to the woman as well, happy to see her out of the Omega rank.

Axelle looked out to the three that stood before her and sighed. She hoped for more to come, but figured it was best that she captured the attention of three others instead of none. Axelle stretched her neck, and began. ”I was hoping for more to show up – but this will do. Better some, than none.” She cleared her throat as if about to give a big speech. Axelle wasn’t a talker, but she needed to relay her message. ”I’m sure you’ve all heard of the trouble that’s been going with our borders and our members being attacked from the meeting yesterday. Well, aside from Maxen getting injured, Itzal had been injured from a similar incident.” She hadn’t mentioned anything of her own scars or what she had done to that trespasser after she hunted him down. There were a few fresh scratches on her body, some more noticeable than others. ”There was another, and I don’t know why Aeron hadn’t mentioned this – maybe she didn’t know – that crossed over the borders about a month ago. Itzal managed to chase him out of the territory, but received some nasty wounds in the process.” She wished she could tell them what she did to counter that, but it had nothing to do with their current issue. So, she continued, ”And so, I called this meeting to discuss with you some techniques that we have to use to ensure the borders are always watched and re-scented on a regular basis.”

Axelle stood and walked around the group that was concentrated to a small area. She eyed the larger male, remembering someone calling him Vexile, and stopped for a moment. ”You. Vexile? You aren’t a warrior of the pack – but you may contribute to this as well, in your spare time.” He was a Seere. He had other duties to attend to, but if there was no need for adventuring, then he should focus on keeping the pack safe. She nodded to him and prowled around toward Elody. She stopped before passing the woman and spoke out again, ”I think we should set up some sort of schedule – that way there’s always one or two warriors out near the borders per day. The lines around the territory, I think, should be re-scented weekly just so the lack of smell can’t be used as an excuse for a trespasser,” she spoke loudly enough for all of them to hear her clearly. Then she moved from Elody’s side and stationed herself back in the front of the group. ”If anyone here needs training, don’t be afraid to come to me. I know a lot about swords, daggers, and even bows and crossbows. I can help you get better at your weapon of choice.” She looked out towards the lot of them. ”So, as to what I was saying before – anyone have any suggestions? Maybe we can make this somehow run smoother.”

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Red ears flicked and emerald eyes grew a little wider as the bi-colored female said her retort. She was Itzal's mate? Kohaku didn't really pay too much attention to those who attended the meeting before and really didn't care too much about his "brothers and sisters." But the male's name brought Kohaku back to his younger days as he remembered the black male. They had met in unusual circumstances and Itzal had protected Kohaku from some traders. That was a long time ago though, back when Amy had tested the pup; a test he had failed. Kohaku smiled at the memory and shook his head. "I don't think so. Tell Itzal, Kohaku's says hi."


An elbow nudged his side and Kohaku turned his head to looked at Vexile. Vexile wasn't officially a pack warrior, but he could fight well enough. A boyish smile crossed the pups face as he saw his friend and flicked his own elbow to nudge the red male back. A second later, another female showed up and Kohaku's coy smile returned. He didn't see Vexile, Aeron, or Itzal as a target, but so far anyone else fair game for the boy. She didn't even spare him more than a glance before she spoke to the lupus female. Kohaku sighed and shook his head, returning his gaze to the one who had summoned them with a more serious demeanor than before. He expected to be bored though, and his eyes quickly began to wander for anything to relieve his boredom.


The council member was only in the beginning of her speech when his interest was piqued. Sure enough, the female had clear signs of recent wounds and she spoke about multiple attacks. Kohaku's eye began to glow with excitement as he anticipated what she might order them to do. Was there going to be a fight? Sadly, though, all she did was tell them to watch the boarders and place extra scent marks. Kohaku rolled his eyes and crossed his hands. He was too busy training with his weapons and training Asuna to deal with boarder patrol. When suggestion were asked for, Kohaku wasted no time speaking up. "Yeah, how about you stop wasting our time and let me train? Or even better, let me put my training to good use. Boarder patrols and scent marks aren't going to solve this problem and just sitting here and doing nothing is stupid. If your so upset about it, then return the favor, that's what Amy always used to say."

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Vexile knew he wasn't titled as a pack warrior, but he would fight until his last breath, axe in bloody hands. As the Azazel nodded to him and Kohaku, a slight smile formed on his lips in response. He had never actually met her before, just seen her at her mateship ceremony and the meeting. He remembered the eagle feather he had left her and Itzal as a gift. He wondered what she did with it; probably threw it away, not that he would have cared. A few moments later, a short, brown female showed up, her form looking everybit that of a warrior. He shifted somewhat as she looked at him; he was unsure exactly of her rank, though he knew it to be some kind of fighter. Fortunately, she and....Axelle? got straight to the point.

Vexile was about to nudge a daydreaming Kohaku again when they were both caught on the Azazel's words. Yes, he knew of Maxen's encounters, had even gone into a personal conversation with the one who had scarred him. However, the news about Itzal was new. However, his excitement died down as she spoke of marking the borders and training. Suddenly she called him out, and he stiffened. Had he done something wrong? She then informed him that he wasn't a warrior. Well shit. This is awkward then... Thankfully, she told him he was allowed to contribute when he could.

He covered and massaged his eyes as Kohaku spoke. The friends I make.... Dumbass she's trying to help you train. He had half a mind to smack the back of his head, talking to his superior like that. But instead, he simply shook his head apologetically towards the Azazel before glancing down at the butterfly axe still held in his right hand. She hadn't mentioned axes, but she did say weapon of choice. The red wolf considered himself extremely skilled with the weapon, but then again he hadn't fought many skilled wolves. Know a thing or two about axes? I'm pretty good with it myself, but there's always room for improvement. He gave her a half smile, his southern accent coming out as he spoke.
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When the call rang out Maxen had been curious. It was clearly a call for the warriors of the pack to meet and he was not a warrior. Not even close. He had absolutely no skill with weapons or fighting, despite his bloodline, and no skill in... well, anything else, for that matter. He had a small collection of weapons already-- he had not a clue to use a single one of them. Two bows, some arrows and a sword. If he were attacked he would likely be disarmed right away, or stupidly swing at his attacker until he was brought down or something else very pride-shattering and embarrassing. His only encouragement to joining the meeting, as the warriors filtered in, was dragging Luka along with him. Luka had said he was a combat medic... so it was appropriate, wasn't it? He'd have a decent job as a slave being a healer/warrior along with being Maxen's arm-candy.


Once there was a small gathering--smaller than what Maxen thought there'd be-- Axelle began to speak. He was close enough to hear although he and Luka were out of sight. He couldn't join in. He was no warrior, even though Panda had made it painfully obvious he should seek Axelle out to help him learn how to fight so he could defend himself and basically stop being a waste of time for the pack. Even if Axe would help him... they had met before this meeting she had called, some short time after the pack meeting, and talked to him, but... still. He frowned, large ears laying flat. For once, his posture wasn't angry, it was anxious. He grasped his hands and wrung them nervously as he listened to her words and the banter between her and the other warriors. He took a couple steps back, bumping right into Luka and stopping; it kept him from turning around and leaving even if it was just an accident. This was stupid, why was he even here?!


Nobody here cared-- he was certain Axelle only wanted to "help" him so he'd stop being a liability. Even the boy knew he was-- he would never admit it though. He had no skill but a want to get better. In his mind, though, that just wasn't enough to make him better. Axelle couldn't teach everyone; he had no faith he'd learn anything useful. No faith in himself, he supposed. His self confidence was all but shattered. It wouldn't look good on him to show up here late and he didn't want to be ganged up on again or have anyone dislike him for such a silly reason-- a silly reason he was convinced people would think. He turned back to glance up at Luka unsurely, looking for any sign that they should go or stay. He needed to do this, but... not in front of people. He stayed far to the sidelines, trying to stay out of view but anyone with a nose could smell him and his slave by now. He didn't have the courage to show himself yet.


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He followed slowly after Maxen’s lead – anxiety bubbling within him, surging akin to the rough start of a sure to become storm. It was the first time he had seen the tricolored coydog so unnerved. What happened at the meeting must have evidently hurt him in one way or another. He couldn’t blame him. Rather he was baffled at how the other Anathemians treated the ‘Prince’. Surely he was a spoiled brat at moments, but that did not mean that he deserved to get attacked twice and scarred for life. He was only a child – ok, a teenager – but regardless, he was too young to be wearing the wounds he did. Black faced ears pulled back and downwards, eying the shorter coydog with soft lavender eyes.

It was as if Maxen was looking at the silver giant for direction… using him as an excuse to not just bound off in the opposite direction of this… gathering of warriors. Luka understood this feeling well enough. This fear. Nearly everyone had been against the tricolored ‘Prince’. Those who attempted to stand up for him merely got shot down. And all the Abdiel could do was keep from Maxen further causing chaos… keep him from rightfully defending himself due to the strict orders of pack hierarchy. It was stupid, but it was how life was. Neither Luka nor Maxen could change that. The silver giant drew to a halt as the ‘Prince’ took to backing up, bumping directly into him before nervous eyes turned to glance up at him. The Russian wasn’t the type that would force him to go – that was for Max to decide and if he wanted to leave, then Luka would follow without question.

Rather there was half of him that desperately hoped Max turned to leave. He did not wish to walk into the meeting only for all those present to go after Max’s throat. His large hand reached for the tricolored’s shoulder, silently conveying that he was there regardless.

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Kohaku’s comment was ignorant, and earned a short snarl from Axelle as she zeroed in on him. He was young, she understood that, but matters were serious and all he was thinking about was himself. She bristled and walked up to his face, ”Border patrols and scent marking will solve this problem – and your training will help you when you need to enforce the rules when encountering such problems.” She turned away from him and faced the rest of the group, backing away into her original spot slightly. ”Something tells me that patrols won’t be as boring as you think. I mean, have you heard? A few attacks in a short amount of time – I need you guys to be on your toes.” She paused and looked out to her small group of warriors.

Then Vexile spoke up, and Axelle looked in his direction. ”No, I’m not skilled with axes or brute-strength weapons, but if you are, would you mind offering training? I need all the help I can get.” Axelle smiled to him, and sat back in her place in front of the crowd. There was a familiar scent in the air, one that had become very obvious to her because she had just met with him yesterday. Axelle immediately looked around – and found him behind her, standing nervously with another of Anathema’s servants behind him. ”Maxennnn, glad you can join us. Come here, join the group. Your friend should too.” She allowed the boy time to hesitate and come, all the while her eyes were on him – and probably everyone else’s too. The pressure was on him – would he leave awkwardly? Or face the fire and come over to blend in with the group. Of course, she knew, he wouldn’t exactly blend. He was the source of the problems that had risen – but it wasn’t his fault, no matter how much the others wanted to blame him. He needed training and a stronger will – then he would strive.

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Who did she think she was, ordering him around? Kohaku was not the type to easily bow to others and showed little respect to those that he didn't think deserved his respect. The young male ignored Vexile's clear distaste for his outburst as he squared off with the monochromatic female. Her fur was bristling and she walked right up to him with absolutely no hesitation. Kohaku high a high and might smirk on his face as he stared down his muzzle at her. Yet his ears were forward to listen to what she had to say. She stepped back and spoke again, adding a flavor that Kohaku could enjoy. His distaste turned to mild amusement as he imagined fighting off Zalen single-handedly. "I might be able to do that."


When Vexile spoke, the pup's emerald eyes wandered down to the butterfly ax his friend carried. It was impressive. Kohaku's interest drifted as the scent of two other pack mates became noticeable, but he wasn't the only one with wandering thoughts. The female called the hidden others over. Kohaku turned to look at them, curious to see who the late comers were. Not 'warriors', that was clear. He shook his head, wondering why he had even bothered coming to the meeting.


The two-tone female spoke again and her scathing comments were clearly aimed at Kohaku. He stared her down, sneering at her request for more comments. He could offer a few, but it was bound to end up badly if he did. Even so, he couldn't stop himself from commenting. "Nope, I'm good."


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Although fighting for something so pointless was an obvious waste of time, the coppery hybrid focused her attention to the head warrior. It was so stupid to have another pack being nosy, all for the sake of whining and causing a bit of trouble. From what it sounded like, the Casa bitch had been the one to strike first. On Anathema borders. Now that, was some serious shit. Elody wondered if the intruding woman was either bold or frightfully stupid, who could condone to those actions after all of that? Glancing around, she happened to notice the smirk lain so boldly on the face of her counterpart Dasa, greeted with an awkward smile of her own, head already turning away. She couldn't be to sure of the Amarok boy's thoughts, perhaps simply he was eager to get stuff done. Scrutinizing the others that turned up, Ellie noted that still a few of them were not actually Dasa like herself. Why come to the meeting? Shouldn't they patrol? It was the Dasa and the higher warrior ranks to take care of the fighting stuff. Not healers, or carpenters.

Yet this was none of her business. Settling herself into a more comfortable stance, the slender fighter leaned against a tree, long ears open to the words of this council. It seemed Kohaku was spirited, and wouldn't work so easily with the Azazel's submissions and ideas. Sure, he possibly had reasons. As far as the Lykoi could gather from his set of words. This was not yet a full-blown war that they were dealing with, not yet at least. He didn't show the slightest aversion to her display of dominance, and from where she stood, Elody shook her head.

She had about enough. He sneered at their superior, causing the girl to gape in shock. Did he not get that they were here to protect not fight off someone just for the hell of it. She stepped forward, her teeth poking over her teeth in slight annoyance. "Do you not get it?" her chiding words fell softly, but threateningly--like a cold blade. "We shouldn't be here to cause trouble, and avoid some nasty shit going down. Axelle's right."

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Vexile chuckled silently as the Azazel told Kohaku off. He didn't doubt the superior warrior would put him in his place if he continued acting so arrogant. Disappointment made its way into his features as the warrior told him she didn't much experience with weapons like his, but he perked up immediately at her offer. Training others with his favorite weapon? Of course! Maybe it would help get him over his problem with practicing in front of others. He grinned, saying, Sure. I'd be honored.

The scent of two others, one familiar, the other, not so much, flooded his nose. He knew one belonged to Maxen, the young male whom he had met at the beach the other day. He had no clue who the other was, and he couldn't really see them as Axelle addressed them. He was glad the boy had come; he could use some training. The Azazel asked for further comments, her words giving a warning aimed at Kohaku. Just as he was praying his friend wouldn't say something stupid, he gave a smart aleck response. Even as the brown female lectured him, he nudged his friend's rib cage, harder than earlier, and shot him a look. He was going to get his ass chewed, and Vexile might just watch.


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Figured I'd have Itzal jump in. Sorry he is such a butt, lol.


The wounds he had suffered weren't life threatening, but they left him sore and pissy. He should never have let the intruder male get away. He should have killed the little bitch and spilled his blood onto Anathema's soil. Eztli had screamed at him with hunger and anger, demanding him to kill the boy. And he had failed. The male had managed to slip through his fingers and left Itzal too injured to risk going after him. But Itzal hadn't been the only one injured. He had landed his fair share of blows. Not enough to satisfy himself, but enough that he didn't count the fight as a loss for himself. No, Itzal hadn't lost, but he hadn't won. And that was enough to leave him on edge and in a bad mood.

Which was exactly why he wasn't engaging in the meeting going on in front of him. He remained hidden in the shadows of a cluster of trees nearby and watched the meeting lead by his mate. He had arrived later than he had hoped, there were already a few wolves gathered and Axelle had already begun. Of course he knew what she was going to say. She had spoken to him about wanting to talk to the warriors a few nights before in their home. But he still wanted to be there to hear her say it and keep an eye on things. He positioned himself away from the wind, so his scent wouldn't be blown towards everyone at the meeting and settled down to watch. As he watched two more wolves arrived; one wolf, Maxen, he recognized from the pack meeting. The other he wasn't too sure about, but he didn't think about it much at the moment. He watched Axelle greet Maxen and his servant. Itzal listened quietly as Axelle spoke and looked at one of the wolves who had arrived before him. Something about the wolf looked familiar...Itzal raised an eyebrow in surprise as he realized who the wolf was. Kohaku. The pup he had met before, being chased by a butcher from Halifax. He glanced at the other wolf who had arrived before him, and quickly recognized Elody. So, they were both warriors now. That was interesting.

The fur on Itzal's back rose as he watched Kohaku sneer at Axelle. And then Elody jumped in to say something to him. Itzal growled softly and stood up on his two feet, out of his crouched position. He walked out of the trees and into the group of wolves. He didn't spare any of them a second glance, he walked up to Axelle and nodded his head, a small smirk on his face. "Hello hun." He said, before turning to face the others, Kohaku and Elody mainly. "Hello Elody." He said to the girl, smiling at her. Then his eyes shifted to Kohaku. "My my Kohaku, how you've grown from that little pup I saved." He said, the smile slowly slipping from his lips. "Too bad with all that growing you didn't learn respect. Being a warrior of this pack means following orders from those who have earned a higher rank than you, and doing whatever you have to to protect and defend your pack and your packmates. Now if you don't want to do that, I'm sure we can easily find you another place in the pack." Itzal growled, his eyes boring into Kohaku's. The growl faded and he smiled again, a cold smile. "Now, with that being said, let's end this stupid bickering." He glanced back at Axelle and smiled. "Sorry, I didn't mean to intrude. I just can't stand it when pups get an attitude. I just have one more thing to say, then I'll hand the show back over to you." He looked back at Kohaku and smiled. "And if you ever disrespect my mate again, I'll make you regret it, if she doesn't do it first." He said, his eyes hard and cold.

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(329) I didn't put it in here, but just assume that she gave Vexile a nod at his acceptance.

Slowly but surely this meeting was starting to unfold like the last – with ignorant comments and wolves bickering amongst each other. Although she was grateful that Itzal and even Elody stepped in, she did not want it to turn into everyone ganging up on Kohaku, even if he deserved it. Axelle snorted loudly, ”Alright, enough.” She looked pointedly at Itzal. Yes, she would put Kohaku in his place if the time came – but for now, it was fine. If he stepped out of line, he would get a tongue-lashing from her and possibly him, and an ass-kicking. But she didn’t forsee that happening. ”Let’s not have this turn into the pack meeting, ok?” Then she sat beside her mate, and looked sideways at him and spoke about Kohaku, ”Ohohoho if you think this is bad, you should have heard him before.” She gave the pup a taunting eye. but waved the topic off before anyone could comment. She looked out toward the group again.

Axelle looked out to her small, but growing group of warriors and volunteers. ”Okay, since no one really suggested anything – we’ll make a routine so that there will be at least one warrior patrolling the borders at a time – anyone want to request any specific time for their duty?” She paused, but waved a stiff paw, ”And also please heed to what I said earlier. Don’t attack unless attacked – try to avoid it at all costs. But, I mean, if you’re backed into a corner, use your instincts and try to use your head to minimize the damage between packs.” Even though they should send out their warning to whoever decides to breach the borders, they still needed to avoid a war. ”And whoever needs training – come see me after this meeting. We could set something up and I can try to work with you, somehow.” Then she sat quietly hoping that members would state what times they wanted to patrol… and hopefully they would be reasonable about them.

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He'd been caught Axelle called out to him in a friendly manner but it did little to convince the male to step forward and join the meeting in progress. He already saw disapproving looks and it caused his heart to pound anxiously. He didn't make any moves besides nearly backing up and turning around to leave before he heard anyone say anything stupid or something. To his surprise, though, nothing else was said to him even though everyone had expected to see him come and settle into the group. They went on and a couple wolves tried to put that one male into his place. Maxen was a little bitch but even he didn't dare outright challenge the higher-ups like that, and he had Luka there to silence him if he came close to it. If their words had been harsher to the cocky young male he would have sympathized with him... but since that didn't happen, he didn't give a shit.


Another stranger appeared and Axelle sat by him and continued on whether he joined them or not. Which was good; she left it entirely up to him to decide if he wanted to make an attempt of any sort or run off. He compromised somewhat by staying there but not going to sit, even away from everyone. Luka stood silently by him, also letting him make his own decisions. She said anyone who wanted training should meet her after the meeting. He might wait longer than that if too many people linger afterward. He already did patrols because he was looking out for Sebastian or other Casa wolves who might be coming for Leon or to kill him or something... but obviously it meant nothing since he couldn't fight. Frowning, he remained silent and gently leaned up against his slave for some comfort. He was clearly unhappy and nervous; his ears had remained folded back almost the entire time he'd been standing there listening in on what everyone was saying, although, once again, nobody seemed to want to work at anything or be a team.


He was quite certain nobody would really offer up realistic patrol times if they offered to do patrol at all. He would continue to do so for self-interest. Not for the pack-- they didn't deserve it because nobody had his back. Axelle was trying but he had a hard time allowing her to do so. He wasn't going to bring his personal problems to a meeting where he didn't belong anyways. He didn't know why Axelle suggested he come, and then called him out. Why didn't she understand what the others clearly did? He was no warrior. They didn't know Luka so they could go fuck themselves on their opinion of him, he didn't care what they thought of his precious Russian. But him? He didn't belong here. Not here, not in Anathema, no where. He further leaned into Luka, tempted to turn the man around so they could leave. But he didn't. Not yet. He wanted to see what else was discussed, if anything, and whether he'd have the opportunity(or want) to approach Axelle after the group had disbanded.


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All the tongue lashing in the world wouldn't have done the females a lick of good where Kohaku was concerned. Although he wasn't even a year old his ego had soared to beyond their reach. Kohaku had no problems disrespecting the higher ranking female and his snarky grin only grew as the other Dasa spoke. What exactly did she hope to accomplish by chiding him? He opened his mouth again, ready to give a less than clever retort when an all too familiar voice stopped the pup cold.


Emerald eyes turned to watch as the familiar black male approached, his eyes cold as the smile he had turned to Elody and his mate disappeared. Kohaku visibly flinched when Itzal's harsh words came flying at him, his red ears folding back against his skull as he tail sunk to his legs. Although the encounter was many months ago, he could still clearly remember their encounter in Halifax. Kohaku owed Itzal a lot for that day and although he had only seen the male as a means to an end, the boy still held a decent amount of respect for Itzal. Green eyes slid to his feet as a hard line set into Kohaku's jaw. His fists clenched together as he silently took the scolding. Kohaku was brought back to the time when he was little, a time when he was often scolded in a similar manner. His heart sank into his stomach when Axelle mentioned his previous attempt at flirting. Luckily, she waved the topic off quickly.


Kohaku dared to look back at Itzal for a moment and immediately regretted it. Itzal's smile was cold and almost terrifying, his words threatening. A soft snort came from the boy, but it was the only defiant thing he did as his gaze slipped away again. Kohaku's ears perked up when a a request went out for patrol times. At least he got to choose when he wanted to go out. "Sunset! I claim sunset." If he could start his rounds at sunset then most of his time would be spent out at night, the best part of any day. On top of that, it wouldn't interfere with the training he did with Aeron.


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He could see the smart comment forming on his friend's lips, ready to roll his eyes as soon as it came out; but his eyes froze, staring off to his right. He blinked and flicked them back over the black male standing next to Axelle. He wasn't surprised he didn't greet him, since he had never given him his name at the couple's mateship ceremony. He listened as he called Kohaku out and put him in his place. He couldn't help but smirk as the mischievous smile disappeared from his friend's face. Defeat showed itself on Kohaku's face, but Vexile managed to keep himself from chuckling. He was glad Axelle had accepted his help, and couldn't wait to get started.

He didn't know most, actually, any of what had happened between Itzal and Kohaku, but it was apparent Kohaku owed the male. He didn't dwell on it long as Axelle asked about patrol times. He thought for a second about when he was free. He did have some free time, as diving into the caves didn't take all day, and sometimes he skipped a day to blow off energy. He glanced at his friend as he immediately piped up. Sunsets? He wasn't normally doing anything...maybe they could go together? If it's alright, I'll tag with Kohaku. If not, um, I'm good early mornings....? He got up early anyway to run around.


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(---) Short little post – we’ll go for one last round to post a last time – then I’ll reply with Axe assigning tasks, if not everyone claims a time frame :)

It took a few seconds, but Kohaku called out that he wanted to sunset shift. Axelle nodded immediately, despite the tension she had with him before. ”Alright, you got it. Kohaku will take the evening shift. Anyone else? There’s still the morning, afternoon, and midnight shifts still available.” Then Vexile called out that he would volunteer the morning shift and Axe immediately nodded. ”Yes, you can. If no one takes the morning shift, you will be assigned to it.” Personally, she wouldn’t mind doing the morning shift either. If no one took it, she would.

She looked around, and turned to Maxen who had his back to the group – and it looked like he was about to leave. ”Maxen! Would you like to do an afternoon shift?” The boy obviously knew how to scout, and so he would be able to carry out this job. Even though he held no skill for fighting, he could always call for someone else if problems arose.

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.AxelleSigRaze .button-block a:hover, .AxelleSigRaze .button-block a:active, .AxelleSigRaze .button-block a:focus {
opacity:1;
filter:alpha(opacity=100%);
}
.AxelleSigRaze .iconblock {
font-size:0;
margin:0 auto;
}
.AxelleSigRaze .iconblock {
font-size:0;
margin:0 auto;
}
.AxelleSigRaze .iconblock a {
display:inline-block;
position:relative;
margin:0;
opacity:.35;
filter:alpha(opacity=35%);
transition:200ms linear all;
-moz-transition:200ms linear all;
border-bottom: 3px solid transparent;
}
.AxelleSigRaze .iconblock a:hover, .AxelleSigRaze .iconblock a:active, .AxelleSigRaze .iconblock a:focus {
opacity: 1;
filter:alpha(opacity=100%);
}
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