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- Lilin Soulstorm - 10-16-2012 [html]
[html] (403) -- Vinatta's future generations would be introduced to their peers on this sunny October afternoon. Warm temperatures were few and far between; it felt as though the hurricane had brought about the presage of winter. The Godja had insisted on this ceremony, deeming it crucial to properly welcome to newest Aeska under the watchful eyes of the Gods before it was too late. Rarely did Lilin ever make use of her authority but with matters revolving around religion and her immediate family, she required impeccable attendance and punctuality. Those who weren't present wouldn't so readily escape the grudge and bitterness she would no doubt hold against them. She had called to them moments earlier, summoning the group she considered family; beckoning them to the Grand Lake where together, they would attend rites of passages. Cradled in her arms was her first-born child, wide-eyed and visibly unaccustomed to such a large group of people gathered before him. Her two youngest pups were reacting just about the same, peering about curiously from their rightful place in their father's arms. Colibri and her three daughters stood next to the Virdings, with Miskunn Stormbringer at her side. Lilin awaited patiently for everyone to arrive, speaking only once their fellow pack mates were gathered before them. ''I'd like to thank everyone for coming,'' she began, casting a cursory glance at the crowd before continuing. ''We are gathered here today to formally introduce our Aeska to the family. But before we do that,'' she paused, allowing a smile to soften her features as she turned to find Colibri's sapphire blue irises. This would be unexpected and it would come as a shock but she wouldn't say no, Lilin knew as much. ''Saul and I would like to congratulate Colibri on her ascension to leadership. We trust her judgement completely and we are confident she will be up to the task. Please treat her with the respect she deserves.'' Sparing some time for reactions and proper congratulations, the Soulstorm heir gauged Colibri's expression from the corner of her mediterranean optics. She could only imagine how much of a shock this was to her, especially following their heated argument. Lilin remained silent, giving everyone the opportunity to react and congratulate the newly appointed Sannindi before continuing. She then gestured to Miskunn with the tip of her nose, giving her permission to start the ceremony whenever she deemed it appropriate. #lillin-1 .txtooc { text-align:left; font-size:12px; font-family:arial, serif; text-transform:none; font-style:italic; font-weight:normal; } #lillin-1 .txtooc .word { font-weight:bold; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-style:normal;} #lillin-1 b { letter-spacing:-.5px; font-family: arial, serif; font-size: 11px; }. #lillin-1 u { text-decoration: none; border-bottom:1px dotted #000000; } #lillin-1 b.npc { letter-spacing:.5px; font-style:italic; font-weight:normal; } #lillin-1 p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} #lillin-1 {margin:0px auto; width:80%; background-color:none; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/ijCRS.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:none; padding: 80px 0px 0px 0px; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size:11px; color:#111111; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html] - Colibri Haki - 10-17-2012 [html] Long post is long, had a lot to cover! The actual ceremony is at the bottom in italics, if you'd rather skip ahead. <3 Word Count → 1k
Coli stood in her Optime form for the first time since her children were born, flanked by Miskunn Stormbringer on one side, and the Virdings and their litter on the other. She had washed and groomed her mane that morning, combed her fur, polished her Frithr pendant, and done everything else she could to look presentable. It was an important day, one she hoped would be a turning point for them all. These last weeks she had sank deep into the clutches of depression, as she so frequently struggled with during times of stress, but she had emerged from the emotional duress with a strong desire to fend it off for good. No more wallowing in self-pity, or clinging to anyone who showed her the slightest attention. She had to change herself, for the sake of her children and her relationship with Lilin, if nothing else. She just couldn't bear to be pathetic any longer. Taking it out on her sister was inexcusable, and she was still guilty it had come that far.
The lake was serene and calming. The air was cool, and Coli held her three woolly pups close in her arms as she waited. They were impatient to play with their cousins, squirming and babbling their nonsense sounds. They were heavy, too, gaining weight quickly as they filled out. She joggled them up and down, trying to distract them into falling silent as their packmates gathered at the shore. Coli held her head high, fighting the twinge of anxiety that twisted her stomach in knots. Only a select few Vináttans knew she had recently become a mother, and even less had actually met the girls. She still had mixed feelings herself, but of course she loved them and wanted everyone else to cherish and love them as well no matter their origins or heritage. Coli had done her best to groom their thick coats today and make them look pretty, though their puppy fluff matted easily and it took some effort. Their ears were floppy and soft, the cartilage yet to form properly and set them upright. Colibri's gaze flitted anxiously through the crowd, lingering on familiar faces and obviously avoiding one in particular.
When the murmuring died down and it seemed there were no more arrivals, Lilin addressed them all. Coli listened, a hesitant smile gracing her lips -- she was looking forward to the ceremony, welcoming her brood officially into the pack and their religion. But there was an unexpected announcement, and Coli blinked, ears falling back apprehensively. After the spectacle she had made of herself and the tension that arose from it, she wasn't sure what was coming... but it definitely wasn't leadership. Coli had asked for a way to change, some small job or responsibility to steer her onto the right track -- but this? She was rendered speechless, gaping at Lilin, then glancing quickly to Saul, making sure he too agreed with the monumental decision. She wanted to sputter and protest her worth, as she so often did, but it was not the time and place. This was the greatest honor to ever be bestowed upon her, and she had already pledged her loyalties to this pack and its leadership; now she had a way to be of use to them.
"Th-thank you, I... I'll do m-my best," she stammered in shock, bowing her head humbly. It was plain to see she was astounded by the news -- and she would definitely have a few cross words with her sister later, for springing that on her without notice in front of everyone! It was too much to process it all at once, but thankfully there were other matters on hand to distract her. Miskunn Stormbringer motioned her forward, indicating they continue. Coli swallowed, feeling terribly bare and self-conscious to stand before everyone without a mate at her side. But she was relieved by the warm bundles in her arms, the flocculent daughters that had finally stilled and were quietly regarding the Godja. This was their day, they were all that mattered. They would be blessed, and receive their Frithr necklaces.
In the pregnant pause that followed, Miskunn spoke, her calm tones carrying throughout the clearing. "This rite of passage is called 'ausa vatni'. We accept and welcome the newest generation into our family, blessing them with the elements of our home, earth and water. The Aeska is laid upon the ground, recognizing the source of all life, 'jord'. Then each child is raised and receives the element of water, a power of healing and good. It is sprinkled three times -- once in the name of Thor, again in the name of Freyr and lastly in the name of Njord."
Sterling silver gaze turned on Coli, waiting expectantly for the mother to comply. Coli drew a deep breath, and placed the month-old pups on the ground at her feet. They sat obediently, and she breathed an internal sigh of relief. Then she raised her firstborn, presenting her to Miskunn. The Godja made a sign with her hand that Coli recognized to be that of Thor, the same rune she wore on her chest.
"Ek verp vatni þetta barn a, ok gef honum nafnit... Fiora." The Godja dipped her fingers in the lake water and sprinkled it on the pup's forehead three times. They repeated the process for her second -- "...Farina," and third -- "...Florina,", solemnly and proudly initiating them in the old custom. Then Coli gathered all three back in her arms, nuzzling them happily as they stared curiously up at her. The grey-blue of their infant irises were beginning to turn; Florina's gaze was growing paler, with flecks of silver visible, and Farina's eyes were darkening by the day. Little Fiora, however, was keeping her mother's blue, a simple fact that made her smile to notice. She stepped back to give Saul and Lilin their turn, deeply touched by the sentimental ritual and eager to see her niece and nephews confirmed in the same way. Image courtesy of mackenzei-stock@deviantART! Table by Haley! <style>.fieldfreebie .ooc {font-style:italic; font-size:11px;} .fieldfreebie p {padding:2px 0px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .fieldfreebie b {color:#72a1b2; letter-spacing:-.2px; } .fieldfreebie {background-color:#b0cfe4; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/O9YVS.jpg); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#1e6879; letter-spacing:.4px; word-spacing:.3px; line-height:16px; width:500px; text-align:justify; margin:0px auto; outline:1px solid #000000; border-size:1px; border-width:1px; border-style: none solid solid solid; border-color:#FFFFFF;} .fieldfreebie .inner {margin:0px 10px 270px 10px; padding:10px; background-image:url(http://soulsrpg.com/images/pride/templa ... ate_bg.png); border-size:1px; border-width:1px; border-style: none dotted dotted dotted; border-color:#72a1b2;} .fieldfreebie .wordcount {color:#72a1b2; letter-spacing:0px; font-size:11px; font-weight:bold; border-top:1px dotted #72a1b2; text-align:right; padding:0px 5px; text-transform:uppercase; margin:0px 15px 15px 15px;} p.template-credit {text-indent:0px; text-align:center; font-size:10px; font-style:italic; width:425px; text-align:center; margin:0px auto;} </style>[/html] - Saul Stormbringer - 10-17-2012 [html]
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He was nervous, though he didn't have much of an explanation of why. Today was going to be a special day, not just for the pups that would be formally introduced to Vinátta for the first time. Many knew of their existence, but only a few had met them or knew their names. Today was also a special day for the mother of one of the litters, and she wasn't aware of it just yet. Lilin had explained, briefly and not in any detail, about her argument with her sister and had posed a suggestion that had stumped Saul for a moment. Colibri was fragile and he had no idea how she would cope with this ascension. She often seemed unmotivated, but perhaps this was what she needed. After deliberation, Saul had agreed. #artTXT { font-family:'trebuchet ms', tahoma, geneva, sans-serif; font-size:13px; width:95%; margin:0px auto; line-height:18px; } #artTXT p { text-indent:50px; padding:0; margin:10px 0; } #artTXT p.sieImage { text-align:center; text-indent:0; font-size:11px; font-style:italic; float:left; margin:5px; } #artTXT .txtooc { text-align:left; font-size:12px; font-family:georgia, serif text-transform:none; line-height:16px; font-weight:normal; } #artTXT .txtooc .word { font-weight:bold; font-family:arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-style:normal;} #artTXT b { letter-spacing:-.5px; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 12px; } #artTXT u { text-decoration: underline; } #artTXT b:before { content: open-quote; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 15px; } #artTXT b:after { content: close-quote; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 15px; } #artTXT b.npc { letter-spacing:.5px; font-style:italic; font-weight:normal; } </style>[/html] - Anu - 10-17-2012 [html]i'll post with Oak a little later ^^ [/html] - Temeraire Stormbringer - 10-17-2012 [html]
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The call had rung out, though it was not a tone he was expecting. Lilin had called for the pack once before and that had been under tragic times. He was used to hearing his father's howl rising above the trees, or that of a stranger at the border. So as the much more feminine sound of Lilin's voice blended into the beauty of the forest around him, Temeraire felt white-rimmed ears perk up with interest. Perched high in a tree, he felt brows pull down in confusion for just a moment before his limbs moved and he began to swing down from the tree. He landed in Jordheim and moved towards his own home, hands reaching to unstrap the leather sheath from his thigh. He'd been wearing it to familiarise himself with the feel and the weight of it as he moved through the trees, his favourite medium. #artTXT { font-family:'trebuchet ms', tahoma, geneva, sans-serif; font-size:13px; width:95%; margin:0px auto; line-height:18px; } #artTXT p { text-indent:50px; padding:0; margin:10px 0; } #artTXT p.sieImage { text-align:center; text-indent:0; font-size:11px; font-style:italic; float:left; margin:5px; } #artTXT .txtooc { text-align:left; font-size:12px; font-family:georgia, serif text-transform:none; line-height:16px; font-weight:normal; } #artTXT .txtooc .word { font-weight:bold; font-family:arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-style:normal;} #artTXT b { letter-spacing:-.5px; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 12px; } #artTXT u { text-decoration: underline; } #artTXT b:before { content: open-quote; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 15px; } #artTXT b:after { content: close-quote; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 15px; } #artTXT b.npc { letter-spacing:.5px; font-style:italic; font-weight:normal; } </style>[/html] - Tayui Aston - 10-17-2012 [html] [/html]Tayui and Anu arrived to the ceremony together and took their place next to one another. The breeze from the lake tickled her fur and cooled her simultaneously. It was a nice feeling and reminded her that winter would soon arrive. She couldn’t wait.[/html] - Niernan Stormbringer - 10-17-2012 [html] 651 words. 5 pts. Have a Nier and Grace. Excuse Grace's rudeness, that's just the way she is. :S Congrats Miyu!!!! <3 Fortune dictated that Grace and Niernan had been walking to the lake already, a small stream of furry creatures following behind them, Ciaran leading Leo, who was in turn leading the quoll pups. They had been planning a quiet day by the lake, maybe with a little paddling, but the call of the Virding broke those plans. The wolf lovers shared a look and carried on their way, emerging into the clearing before the lake to join the gathering crowd of their pack. He raised a handpaw in greeting to his leaders and the two other women stood beside them, a warm smile sent Colibris way. .nscross b {font-weight:bold; color:#2a5c9b; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #a3b9d1; } .nscross p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 16px; margin:0px;} .nscross {margin:0 auto; width:490px; background-color:#ffffff; background-image:url(http://i910.photobucket.com/albums/ac30 ... 266e17.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #2a5c9b; padding: 440px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#000000; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13.3px; text-align:justify;} .nscross p b:before { content: open-quote; } .nscross p b:after {content: close-quote; } </style> [/html] - Oak - 10-17-2012 [html] [/html] - Lena Rhiannon - 10-17-2012 [html] [/html] - Thorn Russo - 10-19-2012 [html] -- It had been a long, long time since Thorn had attended something akin to a pack or clan meeting. Yet he had done so many times with Syemv. Rurik had enjoyed calling the little band together and Thorn had always liked being second for those meetings if Kiska wasn't around. This was different though, this meeting was a family affair and by being invited it was like a more solid invitation to be part of the family. The call had woken Thorn from a deep slumber and he had stumbled there, wiping his eyes and composing himself before he was within sight of the gathering. The last thing he wanted was for others to know how disorderly he really was. Now he was standing here watching Lilin and Saul with their children and Colibri and her children. There was that pang of bitter homesickness. Lilin began and Thorn let his black-tipped ears perk up at her voice. This was to be a blessing ceremony as well as a promotion for Colibri. Well Thorn didn't know the lady well but he knew she was a keen gardener and anyone who could help with the vineyard was a friend in his book. He mumbled his congratulations in Russian and then waited intently for the rite to begin. The rite was marvellous. It was very similar to other rites he had seen practiced across the ocean and a little like the ceremony he and his siblings overcame with their eyebrow piercings. If Thorn had continued to improve like most wolves did he would have earned multiple piercings in his eyebrows, a sign of devotion and skill. He always wondered what would happen if a wolf was offered a piercing and refused it, would that bring about shame to the pack? He assumed as much, every pack seemed to have those kinds of boundaries and rules littered upon it. Yet his mind had wandered and he glanced around and shoved his hands into the top pockets of his kilt. The elder Russo put the names in his memory, he wanted to be part of his large and diverse family even if it was a pseudo replacement of his home life. Remembering the piece of paper he had given Saul with the Russian word for 'congratulations' written on it he let his smile grow a little wider before gaining seriousness as the naming ceremony changed to Colibri's children. Again Thorn memorized these names as well, his tail gently and barely swaying the whole time. If he had been younger he would definitely have taken this ceremony to use for his own children. Unfortunately Mii and Chatory'a were already getting close to 4 years old and had taken their names from the moment their ear tips came into the world. He had given them each a necklace carved similar to the necklaces now donning the pups heads though they were each runes of 'Thorn.' He hoped the next time he saw them they still wore them with pride. He still looked happy though, even if inside he missed many things he could possibly never have. 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Her ears flattened at the note of the summoning, knowing that this would be a meeting where attendance was expected. She wanted to shift, first, but her dress was back home and she didn’t want to show up in public Optime and naked. Stifling a growl, she loped through the woods in her Lupus form, the wind tousling her white fur as she trotted toward the noise like a dog. The she-wolf finally reached the meeting, her blue eyes automatically seeking someone to latch onto. The leaders—and Colibri—had their children in their arms, and she allowed herself a brief smile before beginning to walk slowly toward the gathered Vináttans to find a place to stand. She thought about standing next to her nephew, knowing what this might mean for him, but he was with a very familiar dark she-wolf. Shiloh was too polite to scowl in her direction (for Teme’s sake, since the girl was blind she thought, though then again she’d thought her lost and helpless too), but she was far from pleased. She found the reddish-brown fur of Oak, but he was with someone who could be a sibling and a pair of older females who seemed to be a couple. Niernan was snuggled up next a pregnant wolf, an entire zoo gathered around their feet, and though many of the animals were cute the whole scene filled her with distaste. Embarrassed, and not knowing the last wolf—a male elder—Shiloh plopped her rear down in the dirt and curled her tail over her paws, deciding to be prim and alone for this, despite her stomach aching. Shiloh was spared having to dwell on her loneliness when Lilin began the meeting, stating that it would be to introduced the children, and then suddenly went into congratulating Colibri for her promotion. White ears stood tall with disbelief, and Shiloh glanced reflexively toward the chocolate-furred woman. When had she been promoted? It looked like news to Colibri, too, who could only mumble that she’d do her best. Though she threw a polite smile in the female’s direction, Shiloh was a bit dubious. Was Coli ready for something like this? There were a lot of other wolves who’d been around for just as long and would be confident enough to lead, too, though they maybe didn’t know the culture as well as the rune-bearing wolf. Miskunn stepped forward then, explaining a Norse naming ceremony, and Shiloh reared up onto her hind legs to get a better look. She’d only seen snatches of the children during the hurricane, though she’d a little more time with her niece and nephew; Colibri’s litter was almost unknown to her. Sprinkling water onto the children, Miskunn named them, and went on to name Saul and Lilin’s children. Saul drew out the necklaces that most Vináttans wore, coming forward and placing them around the children’s necks, and welcomed them to the pack. The moment was one of significance—the first children born into the pack, the first legitimate children for Saul, the first such naming ceremony, of many things. Shiloh realized that little whimpers were leaving her, and had she been human she might have wiped at her eyes—but her canine biology showcased her happy crying in other subtle ways. She thought about smothering her whimpers and ceasing her shaking and tail-wagging, not wanting to show weakness, but she was damn proud to be here, proud to be a Vináttan, proud of her brother. She was swollen with love, and she let that love out with gentle whines, congratulations and welcoming and joy. +620 <style type="text/css"> .fawnz-fb b {font-weight:bold; color:#fff; text-shadow:#342e25 1px 1px 0px; letter-spacing:-.5px;} .fawnz-fb .ooc {font-style:italic; padding:3px; text-align:center;} .fawnz-fb .line {width:410px; border-bottom:1px solid #fff; margin:0 auto 3px auto;} .fawnz-fb p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 15px; margin:0px;} .fawnz-fb {margin:0 auto; width:500px; background-color:#8d7c64; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/Wg8gE.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #342e25; padding:200px 0px 10px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#342e25; line-height:14px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style>[/html] - Jiva Takekuro - 10-19-2012 [html] Word Count :: 263 OOC: What a blah!!
Jiva's mind was on everything and nothing at all, it seemed like he was in a trance most of the time lately, but it was from all the changes he was having. So when the call came it almost didn't register. When it did he walked to the ceremony. It seemed the new children of the pack were to be named, he smiled though it reminded him of his own children. He was sure Palaydrian was here somewhere or would be here soon, but he was not sure she wanted to see him, or would even notice him. Since Leaf came. He was quiet the whole time as it seemed that this pack was made up of an entire family, it was nice to see it, though it made him miss his own over in Cour des Miracles but he never belonged there and he hoped he would belong here since New Dawn didn't seem to suit him that well. He would find out. He sat listening and watching the group wondering what their thoughts were and wondered what Drin would think about the whole thing, but with his mind preoccupied and hers it was as though he did not exist to her. This meeting wasn't about him though and he wasn't going to make it that way, his eyes moved from puppy to puppy as they were named, and the promotion of one of their own to a higher rank. He grinned at the thought, perhaps someday he would be a big part in this pack, he hoped so at least. 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Since the miscarriage, the young hybrid had found herself in a state of hurt, so deeply. Her litter, in which she first found pride in had been lost, like a beautiful tapestry being unraveled to nothing but tattered threads, her first real beautiful creation had been torn to shreds. For Fritz, the Italian had strived to be strong, tried to hold her head high and be more of an optimist. Physically, it was not the truth. Her body hurt, her muscle tone depleted completely. Perhaps Fritz could tell when he held her that her bones jutted out more than usual, and she was often tired to do anything. Her strength was almost gone... She sat in the little sitting room in the shared house between herself and her mate, blanket wrapped around herself, reddish eyes glancing sadly out the window. It seemed Vinátta had headed out to the lake, something the Vansenza coyote really didn't want to do. Some would know of her loss, and really--What energy did she have to go? It was a celebration of light, of welcoming to the Coli and the Stormbringer's new bundles of joy, and within the young woman felt herself obligated to congratulate them. Sel stood, pulled the cloak around herself, walking over to pull Fritz into an embrace, a muzzle falling under his throat on her tiptoes. C'mon, love. A cloak was pulled around her body, and they left, hand in hand. *** Next to Fritz at the ceremony, Selene quietly watched, happy to see what was happening. She noted how pretty Colibri looked, much more radiant surrounded by such beautiful children. A gentle envy had started, just admiration over her ability to hail such wonderful beings. She squeezed Fritz's hand, happy to know that Colibri was now in the leadership ranks. The Risna felt her mourning dissipate if only for a little while. This was home, this was where she had come to be happy, to raise a family. Soon she would have one, if only she was stronger. And to strengthen she would try. It was a good day to be here, to find her strength by watching the newest generation be blessed. - Fritz Earl - 10-19-2012 OOC: That's perfectly fine Savannah IC: Fritz wasn’t sure what he should with or for Selene. He had been thrilled when she told him that she was pregnant with his pups. He had tried to feed her well but he couldn’t exactly force her to eat if she didn’t want to. When the pups had been miscarried, he was devastated and so was his mate. Yet he didn’t blame her for anything. He knew that things happened to puppies from the time they were conceived to the time they were born and even in the first several weeks and months of their life. He wrapped his arms around her before they separated for a time. His ears perked at the howl of his leader and grinned as his mate came over and pulled him up, or he got up as she pulled at him since she couldn’t really move him with her strength. "Yes dearest." He placed a gentle kiss on her lips before they headed out to the meeting. He glanced at her and caught her look. But she didn't seem very upset by it. Dare he say that she even looked peaceful? She squeezed his hand and he responded by pulling her to his side. He whispered in her ear, "Someday we'll be blessed by having pups, love, someday soon." He then placed a kiss on the top of her head. He looked around to see who was here and was glad to see Anu. - Jordyn - 10-20-2012 Jordyn sat inside of her new home while the wind whistled through the empty door frame. Today was different. In what way, she was unsure, but she knew it would be revealed soon. She took out her pocket book to begin to write, but as soon as she had put the date down a howl rushed into her ears. Her instincts immediately told her what to do. The collie shoved her pocket book into her bag, and rushed outside, her footsteps making hardly any noise on the hard floor. At first she was unsure of where to go, but soon enough the crowd of canines showed her the direction. At the sight, she felt her insides jump in excitement. Her first pack meeting, how exciting! She ran towards the group, hoping she wasn't too late for anything. When she got there she craned her neck over the heads of other people so that she could see. The pack leader was holding a pup in her arms, as she spoke to the crowd with envy. She smiled with joy at the sight of a new member being born with such power already. The boy would most definitely grow up to be something special. When she finished talking, she watched her give a signal that could only mean the start of something new. Suspense filled her body as she waited for what would happen next. |