Our Ancestors Knew Best [DND]

Jazper Rhiannon-Knight · 03-05-2012, 08:13 PM

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OOC: Remember that this a a free-for-all thread. No need to wait for everyone to reply before you post again Big Grin

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It was natural for Jazper to hand the reins over to the golden fae. She reminded him of his co-leader so much and yet deep down his heart tingled for the warrioress beside him. He was aware that she had a mate, a fighter in his own right, but his subconscious dear not let go of the gushy feeling he felt every time they touched. I was a feeling that had lingered since they shared a fire lit dance at the Festival. However, he dare not revile to his pack mates that he had a puppy dog crush on another leader, especially a taken one.

Instead he listened to the alphess, but his eyes wandered over his members, especially happy to see Wayne and little Adelle at the meeting. Fritz’s large presence was not missed and the Sole was glade to see the giant taking an interest in getting to know his pack mates. It was the small white girl’s presence that caused the Knight’s bushy tail to twitch happily. Dixie always brought happiness and positive energy into his life and it was a wonder that Wayne didn’t walk around with a stupid grin on his face from hanging out with the little lady all the time.

Golden eyes did a double take when X’yrin’s matching embers glanced at him. The Alpha immediately took it as a challenge. Although he had been living as a luperci for more years then most, if not all, present he refused to believe that he held less instinctive behavior than those born luperci. He had been born to a pack of four leggeds, had ran beside his dear old father in the mountains, surely those who grew up in houses were less instinctive than he. But a sudden tackle of little Adelle interrupted his egotistical thoughts. Taking a step back in shock the large male took in the scene as his members, once reserved and listening, started o bark and yip, running around.

A playful growl rumbled in the Knights chest as he lowered his muzzle down to the pups head, rear sticking up in the air and wiggling playfully. With little agility he began to hop left and right, allowing the growl to ruble in his chest. Wanting to move the group out of the Fort, and noting Dixie’s tiny figure running around happily, Jazper nudged the pup, circling around her and motioning for her to follow him. At a moderate trot, so Adelle would keep up, he made his way around the group releasing a rallying howl into the air as he made his was out of the Fort gates and into the thick of the woods surrounding it. Out here they could run without the limitations of a human building.

The howl continued, with the leader allowing himself to sing again once his note had faded and the breath from his lungs used up. The song floated through the territory calling for his pack to sing with him and let any around Casa know that they were strong in numbers and in spirits. With his muzzle raising in the air, baritone notes resonating against his sharp teeth, Jazper trotted around trees merrily, happy to enjoy this time with the few members who had joined him.

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