Fall's Mourning
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for Skye!... short opener sorries


Anu felt as if she had missed Fall. As if she had woken one morning and the leaves were burning reds and yellows and then in a blink of an eye they were scattered across the ground and no longer held by the finger tips of oaks and alders. Blue sky hued eyes looked up, through the bare branches and into the atmosphere at the cotton clouds that sat around the bright glowing sun.

The Dreamer strode through the free lands, content in taking a moment that was her and hers alone and enjoying Fall for at the beauty that it held. Her mind was always filled, chocked full of worries and ideas and just thoughts in general. But she purged them, let them flow from her temples through her legs and out of the foot-paws that crunched the dead and dried leaves beneath her.


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whee! wc: 557 / +5

Skye had been meeting a lot of people lately. First it had started with Shaw - before that, she hadn't really met anyone. But then - oh, then, the ball started rolling. Ouija, Lucia, Noah, Saul, Dawali, Daisuke, Pixie...the list went on and on. And now it was the beginning of winter; not a very cold one, she admitted, but one still. Of course, cold was subjective - Skye's fur tended to get very thick in the winter time, but others with thin pelts didn't have that luxury. Still...when the coldest months hit, she better have learned how to knit. She still didn't know how yet.

And her parents...her parents. She needed to visit them some time - not in the winter, of course. Her pack - her pack! - needed her. Oh, how it was good to think those words in her head - that her pack, that she had a pack, and was even one of the leaders of it. And her pack needed her. She'd been tending the small garden she'd planted - by now they were tiny little sprouts, barely visible; if she'd put another mound of dirt on them, you couldn't see them at all. But they were there - and when winter hit full-force, she would cover them with light droplets of water like her mother had taught her. That, her mother had said, would give the plants warmth through the winter. Like a jacket for bushes. Skye giggled at the thought and moved on.

Although winter hadn't really hit yet, the trees seemed to think they did - their leaves were no more, and the normally thick-looking Ethereal Eclipse looked barren and desolate. She missed the reds and yellows of fall - they were so beautiful, so magical. When they'd all fallen off, she felt sad.

Suddenly, a scent hit Skye's nose. She was beginning to be able to differentiate the different smells of the packs - Inferni had the dusty, dry scent of the Wastelands, Dahlia de Mai had the sweet scent of dahlia flowers and foliage, AniWaya had the intoxicating scent of crops, corn, and horses all mixed into one - and Crimson Dreams smelled warm and inviting. It was one of the nicer smells of the packs, and that was the smell that Skye smelled now. Following the enticing smell of open moors and farmland, she found herself in the middle of more naked trees - with a grayish blue female in the middle. Her hair was gray, and she was walking through the forest. Skye wondered if she knew Cercatori d'Arte was nearby; did Dawali tell her? Not that it mattered; Skye didn't mind. She didn't care about trespassers as much as Inferni seemed to, although she was ready to fight for her pack if needed. But this female seemed to mean no harm - and they were pretty far from the borders as it was.

Still, she felt like a creepy person, just watching the Crimson Dreamer, so she stepped out of the shadows and smiled. "Hi!" she exclaimed. "It's a lovely day, isn't it?" She immediately felt dumb. It wasn't a lovely day at all; the trees towered like skeletons over them, and drab clouds carpeted the sky.

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Big Grin!


She would not think about another winter, and how soon enough the snow would be here and there would be a dull ache in her bones. Another winter would pass and she would be another winter older. The Dreamer had lived her life, she had given what she could and fulfilled all her small and meek dreams. But she still not think she was ready for another winter, and instead of looking to towards the white ice and snow she remained in Fall, wishing for it to last until the end of her days. The wind found its way through the bare trees and gathered her thickening pelt and whipped her straight mane across her face and back. The chill of a winter that she could not ignore so easily as she hoped touched her skin and ran down her spine.

But a voice warmed her, its tone and femininity making her look up and become curious. The first thing that Anu noticed was not the sight of the pale figure but the scent that made her ever so curious. It was unlike the rest, and it was not one of a loner. The question did not go unanswered for long, It certainly is She replied, a smile crossing her face before she could even notice its creation. The sun was hidden, the wind bringing forth clouds that cast a shadow over them, but the chill of her bones was no longer present.

I’m Anu. It was all she gave, her scent still confusing the Dreaming leader and the smile of her cream hued face distracting her.



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:3 poor, babbling skye...

"It's nice to meet you, Anu!" Skye said. Anu...that name was familiar from somewhere. She thought back to when she'd met Pixie Frost, her friend with the guitar and the horse. That's right! Pixie said that Skye could visit Crimson Dreams whenever she wanted, and that she would let Anu and Savina know that it was okay. She assumed that Anu was one of the leaders of the nicely named pack, along with Savina, whom Skye never met. She smiled at her, not ready to assume until Anu decided to reveal that she really was the leader of Crimson Dreams - if any.

"I'm Skye Collins," she said. "I'm from Cercatori d'Arte. It's a new pack, not too far from here. Are you from Crimson Dreams? I have a friend in Crimson Dreams. Her name's Pixie Frost." She was about to as Anu if she knew Pixie frost, but shut herself up before she could babble any more. Ack! She hoped Anu didn't think she was weird or anything. Suddenly, she became very embarrassed, and her skin grew hot underneath her thick winter coat. She really hoped Anu didn't think she was weird - especially if she turned out to be the leader of Crimson Dreams! Oh, no! What if the leader of Crimson Dreams who thought she was weird didn't like her and then she couldn't teach Pixie how to read! And then Pixie would think that Skye forgot about her! Skye's thoughts continued to spiral out of control until she gave herself a little jolt and decided to wait for Anu's answer before assuming she thought she was weird.

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lolll


The silver and tan creature took a few more steps towards the other female, sky blue eyes looking over her from foot paws to crown. Her tone was almost joyous, excited to meet another canine in the world that already held so many. The region was full of packs and the concentration of wolves and their brethren would likely exceed that of many wolf owned cities. And yet this stranger was still quite happy to meet her, and Anu let her smile flourish upon her face. The introduction was met with another, and the Dreamer took in the name and placed it to the face and new strange face so that she could remember it always.

The grand question that she had wondered was soon answered, and she held the name and wondered what it could mean. The name of her own pack made her curious daze lift and she listened once more. Skye’s words passed through her mouth at a slightly raced pace but the Lt. General still smiled and once she was quiet the fey answered with a sort of understanding tone. I am from Crimson Dreams. Her reply was a bit slower, calmer as she thought she saw a bit of embarrassment on the pale female’s face. Yes, Pixie is one or our newer members, and a pleasant wolf indeed. Anu spoke to agree with the notion that Pixie would make a great friend.

I am the second in command in Crimson Dreams. How long has your pack been established? Her true curiosity was slowly coming to the surface.




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i actually have a friend named anu! / +3

"I am from Crimson Dreams." Skye was delighted that her assumptions were correct. She had been practicing telling scents and smells from one another, and it seemed that her skills were improving since she'd left her quaint home in the mountains with her parents. She was also delighted that Anu didn't think anything bad of her for speaking so rushed and quickly, although she did note that she had spoken more calm than she. She would make a mental note to do that next time.

"Yes, Pixie is one or our newer members, and a pleasant wolf indeed. I am the second in command in Crimson Dreams. How long has your pack been established?"

Skye smiled and wagged her tail when she said that Pixie was a pleasant wolf. She was glad she thought so - she thought Pixie was fun to be around as well as pleasant. She liked making jokes, too. And when Anu said she was second in command, Skye was glad to know her assumption had been right on the mark. She then made to answer her question.

"I'm the co-leader of Cercatori d'Arte," she said happily. "It hasn't been around very long - maybe a little less than a month. We're working on growing, though, so we can be ready for the winter!" Skye didn't want Anu to think her pack was small; it was, but Skye had seen their recently new member, Kanen, and given her a house to live in in the city of Thornbury. And she thought she'd heard Shawchert say something about accepting another member into the ranks, although she wasn't sure - yes, the pack was growing, and Skye was quite proud of it. She was sure they'd make it through the winter without splitting up; between the excellent prey stock and the new discovery of the town as well as the growing numbers, she felt that this winter would be excellent indeed.

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seriously?? thats awesome!

Anu had been a pack leader for some time now. She could still remember the day that her alphas had asked her to join them in the managing of the pack, and she still felt the heavy responsibility that was brought with the honor. But it was no longer foreign, but something so natural that if she was without it there was little chance of her feeling complete. She would search the lands for their borders, and likely make a mental map of where they lay. It was instinctual, and the Lt. General was growing more curious as the moments ticked away. Skye’s answers began filling the hungry need and Anu was able to keep her features placid and calm with the feeding of the little bits of information.

Growing a pack can be difficult. Anu said with understanding. She had been with Gryffindor from the beginning, though she was just one of their Officers and not a leader at the time. But she and Savina had seen their number swell, and with the peak came the valley. They had been few at times, and it had not been easy and their worries were many. As with the seasons their luck changed as well and their families had grown. Have you traveled here with your family? She wondered. Was this like the tribe to the west that had come as a group to settle here?

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ooc; yeah! xD

"Growing a pack can be difficult."

Skye nodded solemnly. She couldn't even begin to tell Anu how hard she was working to make sure everyone in the pack was well and fed, as well as trying to keep the crops she's been growing from freezing over and becoming useless in the cool winter. But then again, she probably knew the struggles of keeping a pack, if she was a co-leader herself. She just hoped everything would turn out for the best, in the end.

"Have your taveled here with your family?"

Skye was snapped out of her thoughts by the question and shook her head. "No," she said. "My mother and father live in the Halcyon mountains. I traveled down here alone, and met up with another wolf named Shawchert Menue. We gathered some other loners and created a pack." She wondered, by the tone of Anu's question, if there had been families in the past that had traveled down and established a pack. She was also curious as to if her mother and father would be interested in joining her pack - although she was a little hesitant in the idea. There were dangers here, and she didn't want her mother and father, although not old, to be put in danger by the cold and the winter.

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A pack was like a garden, or so Anu had come to think. With each bit of effort that she placed into it she could see it with the growth of members or the health of her own children or the pups of others. The time that she spent in the packlands was never wasted, and it had taken her some time to understand that her presence within them was just as moving as her efforts to be to a better leader. Just being there made a difference. It wasn’t always about moving mountains, but learning a lesson from the mountain and simply being a rock.

The Dreamer gave the cream and white tinged female a nod of understanding. It was interesting to know that there were enough loners out there to form a new pack and establish a territory. She hadn’t known that there were so many lone wolves, just waiting to find a place to call home. I am glad you could find such a place. This Shawchert must be a natural born leader. Anu spoke with a smile. She hoped that he was honorable as the leaders of most packs in the area (if not all). They needed kind Hogwarts to lead, understanding and respectful of the other groups in the area. Not another Haku.


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ooc: heehee...they need kind hogwarts to lead xD

"I am glad you could find such a place. This Shawchert must be a natural born leader."

"Thank you," Skye said, glad that the other leader was nice. She thought that she was beginning to like this Gryffindor pack very much - Pixie and Anu were both indicators of the pack's nice and laid back style, which is what Skye liked in such a place. "And he most certainly is!" she exclaimed in response to the comment about Shawchert. She was surprised when she saw how many loners he'd gathered - more than her, that is to say. He had an air of responsibility and leadership about him - he was just made to be a leader.

However, Skye heard a tone in Anu's voice that she didn't understand, and a look that she also couldn't catch. "Are the rest of the leaders?" she asked quietly. She could feel a sense of history somehow in Anu's voice, like something had happened to suggest that even if Shaw was a natural born leader, it hadn't always been that way. She didn't want any clashes to happen - although Dawali and Anu seemed very nice, they were only the leaders of two packs. Either one of the leaders now - maybe the leader of Mudbloods? - or one of the past leaders was responsibly for the memory that seemed present, and Skye wanted to be prepared for whatever it was.

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Anu certainly believed that there were some that were born to be leaders and others that were not. She wouldn’t say that one couldn’t be taught, for she believed that she had been, to be a leader. But there were some that were made for it, born from the beginning to be in charge of others. She felt her father had been the type, one of her littermate more then she and her other brother. Anu thought of Savina as a born leader, a matriarch from the moment she was called upon while she was slower to be an a.lpha. Her approach was different too, calmer then other leaders with the hope that her power of persuasion would ease those into line.

She nodded, I have met them and they are genuine. Anu gave a soft smile. She was glad that if there was to be a new pack that it was one that lived by the same morals as she and the Dreamers did. Though I do not know who leads Phoeni.x Valle.y, but I have heard nothing bad. Anu would not travel there, but that was personal and not pack related. Have you met any others?

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ooc: omg, i'm SO sorry for the delay!!!

Skye smiled in learning that the rest of the leaders were proper for their spot. She supposed the lapse in Anu's voice was due to something that had happened in the past and Skye didn't know about. She shrugged mentally, not wanting to pry further into the deep and, apparently, dark history of Souls. She hadn't met many of the other leaders yet, but she hoped they'd all be like Anu - strong leaders, good and true. Like Shawchert.

"I've only met one, other than you. His name's Dawali, and he's from AniWaya," she said. "He seemed to be a strong leader, and very polite, too," she said, smiling as she remembered his apology for not bringing a gift for the creation of a new pack. She liked that he was nice, even if a gift wasn't required in the least. She was happy that he had gone to see the new pack at all; why would he need to bring a gift? The AniWayan culture seemed very different from the culture of the other packs. Then again, that was what made all packs different in their own way; AniWaya followed a more natural style, Cercatori d'Arte had art, and so on. If they were all the same...well, that would be a boring world indeed.

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There were always small confrontations, and though Anu could forgive and did often she was always capable of holding a grudge. It was that which made it hard for some leaders to confide in others and come to compromise. Anu would always place her personal feelings aside for the pack, but there some that were poisoned by the emotions and could not bypass them. It made them wish to destroy others, and of course made them unfit to be an alpha. Sadly, there were some that followed a concurred.

I have met a few AniWayans, though not their alpha. But they clearly reflect his leadership, always friendly and polite. Anu thought of Hemming, whom she had not seen for ages and missed him suddenly. But the one that made her believe that the leader she spoke of was honest and worthy of his position was Nayati Utina, whom she had met and received a peace offering spear.

I hope you come to visit my lands, if Pixie did not show you already. Anu said with a smile.


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ooc: oh man...i am so out of it this month.. >.< " i'm really sorry for the delay, alli ;;

"And you're welcome to visit Cercatori d'Arte whenever you want," the creamy whitish colored Luperci said with a smile. She liked Anu, the co-leader of Crimson Dreams, and did hope that she would visit at least once in the next few months. Perhaps her own pack could organize something like a celebration in Crimson Dreams, if they wanted; they were quite the partiers so far, Cercatori d'Arte.

They were also doing well with her berry bushes; perhaps she could trade those if she was successful in growing them, for they would be quite useful in the summer months for food. She was also thinking of branching out into crops like the AniWayans did, perhaps; it'd be good to have wheat. She thought she saw some books on bread in Halifax.

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Np! Figured we could wrap it up. End here?

Anu gave the female a nod, she appreciated the free invitation to these newly claimed lands. She would like to venture to it, see this new alpha and get to know what it was that these wolves lived by. With an example such as this fey Anu figured that they were all fairly peaceful creatures, which she would appreciate. Of course the second in command was glad to meet another in her position. To be an alpha held a certain weight that rested on the shoulders, but to be a beta was similar and yet unique. Anu was happy to know another who felt the same.

I appreciate your invitation. She spoke, a smile on her maw. Anu thought about her family, sons that looked to her for guidance and company. She hoped that Alder would try again today to hunt, the mother would send him out in dusks light to practice once again. I am sure your borders are calling you, I can hear my own. it less a sound and more a tugging at the edges of her thoughts. It was nice to meet you She gave, before another nod as she turned to leave Skye behind.


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