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- Mido - 10-30-2011

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Mido still barely knew anybody in Anathema. In the room was his Angela and Jackson had been there as well, every other body was as unknown. Naniko

responded to his question by saying they were well. She would make announcements later, and everybody could celebrate. He moved on not paying particular

attention to the others. He could hear the conversations take place around him, the Angela greeted canines as they approached her. The Dasa traversed the

room, getting comfortable as he lounged with his arms crossed over his chest with his back against the wall. From where he was the male could see everything

and everyone around with a real good view of the queen.






Naniko began to speak, the leader catching his eyes along with all others. She talked of the man he hadn’t met yet known as Alaki. Mido recalled his

conversation with Panda awhile back and how she was very unsure about the man near their leader. He knew nothing about the male before them but first impressions were always memorable to him. He had proved himself to her, rising through his rank

tier, protecting the pack and collaborating with her on ways to improve Anathema. She mentioned that there had been attacks at the borders, asking everybody

to be aware of any suspicious individuals concerning Anathema. Naniko prompted Alaki to explain to the pack about their new alert system. Mido was never

one to rush into anything, but should there ever be a time that called for his attention he would step up without notice and take responsibility.






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- Alaki - 11-02-2011

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WC:624+ More detailed information about both the crows and this new village will be up on the website soon, but feel free to shoot questions at Alaki (or Naniko) IC'ly or Pm us if ya want. Make him freak out more about having to speak out in front of such a crowd xD

His attention was drawn away from those ariving and their various costumes, his eyes glancing over to where something was happening involving Matteo and Camilla. Keeping his distance he silently observed, undecided whether to intervene or not; thankfully the situation seemed to work itself out and he remained where he was, making a note to self to inquire later on as to what had happened. Keeping to himself and collecting his thoughts for what he knew was to come he tried to remain as undetected as possible, keeping away from everyone and staying as quiet as possible. Still his nerves continuously rose, which caused him to start fidgetting, he pulled slightly at the material, still uncomfortable being in costume but slowly getting over his initial embarisment, that was until Naniko behan speaking. With each word the white leader spoke he wished the ground would open up and swollow him, his heart accelerating and his breath caught in his throat. Please, no, no... She named him as the new Rakeeb, leaving him with no escape. Quickly he glanced around, knowing that there was no way everyone had missed the leaders speech and so there was no getting out of this. It wasn't so much being promoted that made him nervous, but the added attention he would gain from the pomotion during this meeting, others eyes curiously looking upon him, staring, judging, and once Naniko finished her piece he knew he would have to speak out infront of everyone.


Urgh, best get this stupid thing over with... Moving up towards where Naniko stood, he smiled slightly towards the leader with panic filled eyes; give him killing and fighting any day over speaking out in public. Without a doubt, Naniko would be the brains of the pack and he was simply the brawn, but being the brawn did not excuse him from pack meetings and it was his plans and ideas that were to be discussed and so it was only right that he explained them. Slowly he turned to face those who had gathered, running mentally through his loosely formed speech one more time before he took in a deep breath. “Eeer, right.” he responded lamely as he was asked to explain the alert system. “For awhile now i've been raising and training a few crows, simply put, they will be placed at key points through out our lands; they are trained to make a hell of a lot of noise when they spot someone they do not know within our territory as well as to alert or locate a pack member if they notice someone lingering along our borders” he explained, keeping things brief and short. “For awhile they'll probably caw at everyone they see until they get to know you, so it may get loud for a day or two whilst they settle into the system” which was an minor understatement. “So, if you see a crow with a tag with our pack's symbol upon it then they are one of ours and i'd appreciate it if ya didn't go distracting them from their jobs”.


Aside from the alert system, there was still another matter that he needed to mention. “And the only other thing I have to say is that the sawmill in Musquodoboit Valley and the surrounding village is to be converted into above ground living space for any of you who wanna live outside of the caves, aswell as a large training ground for warriors. The village is to be named 'Thackary Village', I'll be down there most days working on this, so if you're , drop down and lend a hand if you want.” he finished, hoping that there wouldn't be too many questions and that he'd explained things enough.

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- Rio Marino - 11-03-2011

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Reallllyyy late, I know.

She was late, like she knew she would be. Rio crept into the meeting, settling in towards the back trying to not disturb what was already going on. She noted that her sister, Caprica, was somewhere up in front- probably coming on time, maybe even a little early. Then her eyes scanned the crowd of fellow pack mates for someone else she had known more than an acquaintance. Her eyes caught on a certain somebody, not exactly a friend, and she squeezed back a growl. The black femme, that she never knew her name, but yet didn’t care to know because she didn’t want to know. She didn’t even want to be looking at her right now, but she was glaring at the back of the shewolf’s head. If her eyes had laser beams, there would be a giant hole melted in the back of Akira’s head at the moment.

She managed to pull her eyes off of Akira, and paid attention to what the actual meeting was about. She occasionally snuck glances to her sister, Caprica, but no more burning glares in Akira’s direction. None for right now, anyway. Then she returned her gaze to the front where her mother and… Alaki! She had met him before, now matching the name with the face, even though she knew his name already. She remembered him. Aww, that’s nice… She thought sheepishly and smiled toward him from her seat in the back. She tried to pay attention to what was really going on, but things just kept popping into her mind and taking her on to deeper ‘thinking’ journeys. She wanted to pay attention!

Rio stared weirdly in the front as if she was burning a hole in the air within the ceremony. She was trying to pay attention so hard, but it just wasn’t working. Akira’s head was in her view, and she wanted to look at her, meanwhile she wanted to sneak another glance at Caprica, who she still hasn’t been able to catch up with yet. There was just too much to focus on. She took her eyes back from the empty atmosphere they were staring into, and stared at the ground near her feet with them. There. Nothing intimidating to gander at now. She was finally able to concentrate a little more and was able to hear the finishing words of Alaki’s speech, or whatever it was, ”….drop down and lend a hand if you want….”




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- Esmeralda Acidic - 11-03-2011

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OOC Ya'll can remove Esmeralda Acidic from the ranks. / +502


No sooner than Jackson got to respond, there was a ugly woman approaching her and her brother and the tawny little brat girl. Esme always did feel insulted when people approached her that she didn't give two shits about, and she actually growled audibly at the woman who came and spoke about how they would leave "her" to talk to her brother in peace. Esmeralda felt the need to cut the woman for speaking the way she did. Instead of addressing the princess as "her" she should have spoken to the Princess the way she was supposed to be talked to, like her brother had talked to her. Calling her Princess and speaking to her kindly without having to have sarcastic remarks going on in his voice. Her fingers went to her knives, and she almost pulled it out and launched herself at the woman but she had been held back by a hand on her shoulder. It was Daisuke, and he shook his head at her, telling her that it was not a smart thing to start a fight here. Her mother was watching. It wasn't long after that until her mother had started to speak, and when she had heard the news that the woman had spoke, her jaw dropped, and then she got very, very angry. She said nothing though, for she had nothing to say, instead she ran out of the cave, pushing by anyone who got in her way. Daisuke followed behind her if only because he could be choked if he didn't. FUCK YOU ALAKI! she screamed back into the chamber before she disappeared in the caves.


She went to her room first, and she gathered all of her things, wrapped in pelts, minus the bones that she could not carry easily. She was hysterical as she had done this, not only insulted but hurt that her mother could be so stupid. Everything that was here did not matter to her anymore. Not Itzal, not Ravesque, not Jackson, not Naniko. If they were stupid enough to let that ugly gray wolf lead them, then they were not worth being around. Fuck Anathema, Fuck Alaki, Fuck Naniko. No matter how much it hurt her to leave, she did not need Anathema to become great. She didn't need any of them. She'd already chased that stupid boy out of the pack, and hopefully she didn't run into him when looking for her new home. She thought about raiding the stables, but figured that whatever animals she took would only mean more mouths to feed and it would slow her down, but she would have loved to piss off everyone by doing so. She didn't just because she had no time or patience to do so.


She left no note, nothing, and with all of her shit and her collection of animals she left the lands, without even thinking to say goodbye to anyone. Hopefully she just was imagined to be dead, like the last time she had left Anathema.

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- Severus Poer de Angelo - 11-03-2011

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OOC: All Welcomed! One other, please Smile Dated to November 2!


The little boy was happy to be able to go off and sit with his sister. Octavius had shown up late, which Severus should have expected; his brother was far more adventurous than he was and always seemed to be off doing one thing or another alone in the wilderness. Severus felt that it was rather rude that the other boy had come without a "real" costume and that it was not fair that his sibling had brought food (No one else had brought food!) But couldn't do much about it. He did grumble a little bit as Octavius came to settle with him and Judas next to Caprica, trying to shove his brother a bit when he sat down.


His mother was speaking before too much time had passed and he stopped in his antics to listen to her words. There was to be a new leader! He couldn't believe this. Now he would have even more people that were going to try and boss him around and tell him what to do. Another member didn't seem too happy about the new leader either, Esmeralda, and Severus watched her face and then her reaction as she screamed and ran away from the group. There was a bit of silence afterward and he found himself piping up, his curiosity getting the better of him. What's a "fuck"? He asked loudly.

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- Octavius Poer de Angelo - 11-07-2011

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lol he is a derpface / +3!


Seeing big Alaki talking in front of the entire group for a brief amount of time was interesting, but didn’t really hold his interest. Sure, it was interesting that there would be another leader almost like momma, but why should he care? No one but his mom and sometimes momma’s man friend told the pups what to do. There was no fear from him of being bossed around by more people.

Octavious felt something moving on his shoulder and back and turned his head a bit, trying to get a peek. There were little…things…moving around on his muddy body. The pup stiffened as still as he could possibly get and zeroed in on one of the little wiggling things, and then he bit himself! Sharp little puppy teeth sliced through mud, fur and soft flesh and the tadpoles washed down his throat with the small flow of his own blood. Shock from the pain came a few seconds too late, right after his brother asked about something called a ‘fuck’. Octa yelped and flopped over onto his side at Severus’ feet, whimpering and whining from the pain pounding in his shoulder.

M…M-Mommy! His voice was high pitched and shaky, calling out for the only person he knew that could make him feel safe. Rolling over, he pushed three of his legs up under his little body and stood, wobbling a bit. The right front leg was curled up tight against his chest as he stumbled across the room to his mom, little droplets of blood dripping from his shoulder. Keeping his head low, he kept moving until he was able to cuddle against his mother’s leg, trembling pathetically. Curling up on his left side, he laid his head down on the ground and proceeded to cry and whine. M-mommaaaa…it h-hurts!

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- Naniko D'Angelo - 11-12-2011

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Word Count :: 000 Slight powerplay, if that's alright.


"Well..that's all that we had to say. If anyone else doesn't agree with my decisions, I'd recommend you get out now." Apparently some canines couldn't handle the idea of having Alaki as the new leader. "You don't have to like each other, I don't ask that of you. Just don't be killing each other...and try to get along if you can." She said, turning to pad over to Caprica and the pups. The meeting was over and she wished to have a few words with her child. Severus had cursed after Esmeralda had left, repeating the female's words. She gave him a light knock on the head with one of her paws, frowning. "You don't say that word, boy. It's disrespectful to your elders."


And Octavius was beginning to go off as well, as pups did. One would do something, then the other, and then the other. Judas remained calm, however, simply watching his brother's antics with dull eyes. "My goodness...My boys are not behaving today." She said aloud. "You need a bath, son...and then I can look at whatever it is. I see you're bleeding...what did you do?" Her eyes had been on Severus, not Octavius, and she hadn't seen him biting himself. "I'll be back in a short while for anyone who wishes to speak with me privately." She announced, reaching down to pick up both pups so that she could take them back to their den.

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- Rio Marino - 11-13-2011

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PP with the hug with Caprica, hope you don’t mind!

It seemed that the meeting had ended quickly anyway. So, Rio basically missed the whole thing. Good. She rose from her seat in the back, and made a wide turn around where Akira was sitting so that she wouldn’t have to run into her at all- because that situation would not end well. She walked towards her little family towards the front of the meeting place. The younger ones were freaking out about the word ‘fuck’ and who knew what else. Caprica sat calmly, and her mother Nani seemed to be overwhelmed.

Rio looked around herself, making sure she was avoiding the ones that she didn’t want to be seen by, and sauntered over to her little family. ”Is there anything I can help with, Momma?” She didn’t exactly have much experience with pups, but these were her brothers- where could she go wrong? Then she looked up at Caprica and smiled at her, obviously. She went over to her sister and grabbed her in a short, tight hug. It’s good to see you, sis, she whispered in Caprica’s ear as she pulled away. She left her eyes on her ‘other half’ for a few seconds more before returning them to Naniko and her spazzing children.

”What was the meeting about?” She felt kind of stupid for asking because if Akira, who she still didn’t know her name, and the various other distractions didn’t distract her she would’ve known what was going on despite her late arrival. But this was her mother and her pack, she needed to know what was going on and since her head is usually up in the clouds, this was a perfect, easy opportunity to find out. She slipped another glance at her sister before backing away slightly to give Nani room when she picked up the pups.




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