08-13-2008, 08:14 PM
Iskata's heart had been hurt lately but there was nothing more she could do today but step forward as a leader and perform her duties. Normally she would have called the others to her porch, the site that had somehow become their meeting place when there was work to be done, stories to be told, or just friends and family to gather. Today though she sat in the backyard, the cool shade of the gazebo was just as sweet if not sweeter than that of the front steps. The scent of cattle was weakened by the powerful breeze that was blowing off the ocean tonight, she had her back turned away from the house as she surveyed the beach beyond, the pier standing out stark against the white and blue of the ocean, a sight that had stood the test of time, something she hoped their pack would do too.
She'd thrown her head back and called to the corners of their lands, knowing that their pack was spread across the way. Her own home was in the center of the territory, so she knew she would probably have a few moments to wait before the band assembled. There was a number of reason to call the meeting, reward rank changes to those who had been working hard at finding their place, placing new duties and responsiblities on those seasoned members, and the discussion of their own protection and safety. Hel and Deuce would join her in place to speak to their family, their friends. Iskata and Hel had both found favor in the idea that Deuce had placed before them, now to find out how the pack would feel.
Her own worries and issues were not a concern to those she watched over to these lands. No one needed to know her history, no one needed to know her worries.. but there was one thing she couldn't help, a thought washing over her along with the sound of the rushing sea. Inferni once more had shaken the foundation of her world, her daughter locked away within the clan's wasteland.. no knowledge if she lived on or had died at the hands of a mass mind corrupted with hate. She closed her eyes and listened to the waves as time passed slowly by.
She'd thrown her head back and called to the corners of their lands, knowing that their pack was spread across the way. Her own home was in the center of the territory, so she knew she would probably have a few moments to wait before the band assembled. There was a number of reason to call the meeting, reward rank changes to those who had been working hard at finding their place, placing new duties and responsiblities on those seasoned members, and the discussion of their own protection and safety. Hel and Deuce would join her in place to speak to their family, their friends. Iskata and Hel had both found favor in the idea that Deuce had placed before them, now to find out how the pack would feel.
Her own worries and issues were not a concern to those she watched over to these lands. No one needed to know her history, no one needed to know her worries.. but there was one thing she couldn't help, a thought washing over her along with the sound of the rushing sea. Inferni once more had shaken the foundation of her world, her daughter locked away within the clan's wasteland.. no knowledge if she lived on or had died at the hands of a mass mind corrupted with hate. She closed her eyes and listened to the waves as time passed slowly by.