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The woman was walking on cloud nine, so to speak. She had found friendship within two people in this large pack, Ataxia and Reykr. The dark woman hadn't seen Ataxia around much, but she had been too pre-occupied to look for her. Reykr had been visiting her everyday, for medical reasons and to just spend some time with her. She enjoyed when he came around, and she made sure she had time within her day to accompany him on whatever tryst he wished to perform that day. Some days his arm ached to much to go far, and on those days she would heat up some water and place warm cloths on his sore and torn muscles. As the days stretched on his arm began to heal more and more and it made her smile to know that she had a part in making somebody that she liked feel better.


The days that his arm was well enough they went for walks and sometimes he helped her gather different herbs and such, lots of the time she forgot the task at hand because she was entranced in the way he spoke and the stories he told her of the Hearg Njorth and the different aspects of the fertility gods him and his family worshiped. Other then the religion and his old home she hadn't learned a lot about his past, but she wasn't that concerned about it. Her own maw hadn't been loosened about hers, and she kept her father a blurred out aspect from him. Alessandra finally had awoken after a restful sleep and she tackled the beginning of her day like she always did, brushing her hair and fur and making sure she looked presentable before walking out. A strange call rang out through the lands, one of authority that she could not ignore.


She pulled inky cloak onto her shoulders and strapped a dagger to the inside of her thigh and a few throwing knives inside her cloak pockets. Her fathers skull was attached to the utility belt she always wore and she exited her den, flipping out her stark white hair as she left. The call was near and she could smell the many scents of canines gathering as she neared the meeting place. The ebony woman walked into the fray and searched with icy blue eyes until they landed on the familiar hybrid form she was so accustomed to seeing. Silently she walked up beside Reykr and reached with her hand out of the folds of her cloak to touch him lightly on his good side to announcer her presence without saying anything.


Her eyes focused on the extremely dominant fawn colored woman at the front of the crowd and she knew from the body structure that this was also Eris's child. Why was she calling the meeting? Where was the two pack leaders?


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