02-17-2012, 09:45 PM
The call of the leader wasn't a surprise. Between helping his mate with the pups and checking on the boat, working on the boat, and walking borders, he was certain the call would come soon for the pack to assemble. The capitana didn't disappoint. The white male pulled Myrddin into his arms, the boy being thrilled to see him as always. Sky would get the twins as she always did, she seemed most fond of them. The pale scholar dropped a kiss on his son's head as they walked. The leader was just outside Thornbury, which led him past Tameri's cairn. He trailed his fingers over it, but didn't stop to talk to her as he often did in his daily routine.
He seated himself near the leader, but not close enough to make the pack think he was trying to usurp her. He was a member of the council, as was his mate, and it was a source of pride for him. Myrddin settled into his lap as the calico, Sheba leapt onto his shoulder. The feline nipped at his ear as he tried to listen to Skye. She spoke of Liam, and of Ayasha, and his ears wilted. He had known of this, and had said nothing. He hadn't known they were in Anathema, though he did need to confess to the leader that he had bumped into Ayasha at the winter festival. If he didn't, he would feel guilty about it.
She spoke of a new member, and he sought her eyes to offer her a smile. She spoke of a returning member, and he gave a small wave to Bambi. As Dara spoke, the pale scholar was quick to reply, his voice a little hard, a little bitter, but firm. "Liam and Ayasha will be kept out of the lands at any cost." He glanced at the leader, then back to Dara. "As our leader said, we Protettores will be on guard too." He grinned crookedly at the leader, his humor restoring at the chance to get in a playful jibe. "Though she did forget to give a welcome to our other 'new' members, Myrddin, Cody, and Lena Rhiannon."
Myrddin perked his brown tipped ears up at his name, his tail wagging. His pale blue eyes were glancing around, taking in everything he could see.
((WC:389))
He seated himself near the leader, but not close enough to make the pack think he was trying to usurp her. He was a member of the council, as was his mate, and it was a source of pride for him. Myrddin settled into his lap as the calico, Sheba leapt onto his shoulder. The feline nipped at his ear as he tried to listen to Skye. She spoke of Liam, and of Ayasha, and his ears wilted. He had known of this, and had said nothing. He hadn't known they were in Anathema, though he did need to confess to the leader that he had bumped into Ayasha at the winter festival. If he didn't, he would feel guilty about it.
She spoke of a new member, and he sought her eyes to offer her a smile. She spoke of a returning member, and he gave a small wave to Bambi. As Dara spoke, the pale scholar was quick to reply, his voice a little hard, a little bitter, but firm. "Liam and Ayasha will be kept out of the lands at any cost." He glanced at the leader, then back to Dara. "As our leader said, we Protettores will be on guard too." He grinned crookedly at the leader, his humor restoring at the chance to get in a playful jibe. "Though she did forget to give a welcome to our other 'new' members, Myrddin, Cody, and Lena Rhiannon."
Myrddin perked his brown tipped ears up at his name, his tail wagging. His pale blue eyes were glancing around, taking in everything he could see.
((WC:389))