Let me bring you down into my world
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The she Allu knew that there were pups in the lands, and she knew that the pale golden youth had almost reached adult hood and Pontiac wanted to meet with him to make sure that he knew what he was getting into to make sure that youth knew that being in this pack meant that there was work to be done, and with the winter weather here the female had to see what job class he was wanting to take, Pontiac knew that her job was to watch over the pups and nothing was about talking to them and making sure they were ready to enter into adult hood. She wasn’t sure how this meeting would go if it would even go at all. The tan and white female went though the books that she had stored in her bag, reading the titles in her head, ”Robin Hood, The Adventures of King Arthur, The Three Musketeers. All of them where older human classic books all about good winning in the end, They all did not start out pretty but that wasn’t the point the point was that they had a point to prove. Pontiac wanted to make sure she had books all on the same topic that not everyone has the best of thoughts or the best of actions they do what they feel is right to come to the end topic of something good. The tan and white she wolf gave a soft sigh as she looked around, Pontiac was not able to think of anything else that she should bring to talk to the eldest of the pups in the lands.

With the book in her hand the Allu female brought them into her chest hugging the books she wanted to go over the almost adult with male. She moved though the pack caves till she came to the general meeting area, she placed the book to one side of the little area she was working on for studying. Going into the food storage she pulled out some snacks going to back to the area that she had temporarily claimed as her own. The female laid all the stuff out, as she lifted her head up calling for the golden child to join her, maybe this would be good…maybe just maybe he wouldn’t be hard to work with. Not that she would know, she didn’t really know the child.


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Pale ears quietly shifted at the unexpected sound roaring through the tunnels fuelled by what seemed to him to be endless echoes. Muzzle slowly turned to the cave’s innards as he was seated by the ground’s open mouth. Winter continued to live and pulse outside there. Trails from the blizzard were still apparent everywhere a trained eye gazed. The young soul did not adore the thought of company of any nature at the moment. Well, not true, but he was not interested in interacting with a nameless woman. No, he wanted to slide out into the white dimension and find a forlorn cabin and make a fire. Sadly, he had not even received an opportunity to visit the shed to see if it still even existed.

The male’s muscular form turned and treaded into the darkness, stepping away from the natural daylight in quiet obedience to the woman that had called for him. The young Lykoi prince was curious, of course, for this could mean anything between heaven and earth. The youth was not doing the process of integration very well, for he lacked genuine effort. Ending up in the meeting area, dark sunset eyes found the equally pale creature and asked their silent question: why had she summoned him here? His golden form approached with laid back caution, and he tilted his head just slightly as his voice gave voice to his eyes. ”What is it?”


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The tan and white female was not sure how well this was going to work out, She wanted to teach the packs children she felt it was a great honor for the children to have knowledge of the lands and of respect. Though respect was something that had to be learned though life and sadly the teacher did not think that she could make any one learn that manner. However, maybe some patience would not hurt the youth of the lands to have, for one day they will be taking care of the adult members in their older weaker ages. The female rubbed her hands together as she waited on the child to come her nerves where like humming birds flapping their little wings so fast that it was a blur. Jade eyes looked around to see the small area that she had made.

The child came; he did not look to happy but his words where not mean, rude, nor nasty so she could not say anything to the child. Taking a breath in the female smiled she did so want to have this first lesson ever to go well. ”HI I’m Pontiac, the pack’s Allu, and I have made it my job to make sure you know what you’re getting into when Naniko allows you to enter the adult ranks.” The she wolf made a move as she stepped to the side, inviting the teen to sit as she sat down her-self picking up the books as she sat down. She breathed out as she shifted her hand around.”Now what are you wanting to do with in the pack? Like job wise?” She rubbed her hands, while her wrist braced the books upon her lap. She was not sure what to talk about with him, or what she could teach him.


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She smiled. It happened so often that they greeted him with smiles on their faces, revealing open contentment on their lips at his presence, perhaps feigned. The traitor prince with the blue veins did not adapt his face to match her curved mouth, for he would not place a lie on his features without vivid intention apparent. Soft blonde ears shifted at her words, and he padded closer to the woman’s waiting form. The female creature sought to guide him on his path to adulthood? ”Itachi,” indifferent tones clang, though her call had suggested that she already knew of him. She was a caretaker, and he contemplated if he should feel insulted by this summon. She said it was her job, so he could not direct any reluctance to her person. Very well.

Deep sunsets fell from her form as he redirected his gaze, eyeing the area where she wished him to temporarily settle. The Lykoi stepped up next to her form and sat without another word until she asked a question he was expected to answer. The young traitor had settled on a desired path shortly after he had arrived here. ”I intend to become a warrior,” he revealed, heavy lids hooding crimson gaze as his stare remained somewhat blank; watching a recent memory spill forth. A lonely corner of his lips slowly curled upward, for he wondered if a certain someone had discovered that a treasured katana had vanished into thin air.


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