The silver male stood upon three legs. Looking at the path he was told would lead him to the newest pack. The silver male had talked to both alphas about the pack they were making. Noah had an interest in the pack, and the male knew he should have talked to some one about it, but he did not. He held it in, and did not say a word to any of the beings that he would normally confined a secret in. This one time, the male feared what everyone thought if he had spoken to any of them about where his heart was drifting off to.
His feet took him to the lands; he found that running made the whole three legs a lot easier for him to get around with. The longer he ran the more his heart started to lift, it was a rush! He was leaving behind his beloved, and a friend that he thought of as a sister, and her lover. However, the male was running to where he was a wolf, and he was no longer a wolf living like a human, doing human things like living in a house away from the pack.
The male could smell the newly marked borders; he stopped hopping back a few steps, just to be on the safe side. Lifting his head up to the sky, the male parted his lips, calling for a leader or someone to great the joiner. For the first time in over two years the male was faced with joining a pack that other than the one time meet he knew no one. Something about this just felt right. The male sat down uncurling his paw that was missing its paw pad. He would not close his eye; he wanted the leaders to see all of him. He was flawed; however the male could work just as hard as any other member to get what he wanted. Bringing his maw down closing his lips, he panted.
The male looked down to the ground, he was able to pick up a scent he thought he had left that sent back in the cabin, he wanted his friend to stay where and help Rendall, she would need it. He wasn’t around to help her with the cabin any longer.
The Sawtooth male smiled as he reached down and gave the bob cat a nuzzle. ”Glad you came!” He was very glad to have the cat that he had worked with all last winter about being his eyes and ears in area that he could not fully see. ”I could never leave you Noah, you took me in when I had no one. Noah you made sure I made it though my first winter.” The cat spoke as she leaned against him purring, offering her service to the male. The Sawtooth male chuckled and shook his head. Now it wasn’t just him, and was him and his cat joining this pack. Noah just hopped that the pack would take both of them, and not just the one. Noah could not leave his beloved Amzi, behind.
Zalen laid beside the body of an eviscerated deer, like a corpse himself, stuffed to the brim with fine venison. He had eaten his fill, and the rest of the pack would most likely finish off the rest, but he was so full that he could barely even bring himself to discipline any of them if they stepped out of line. Slowly, the black Alpha managed to pull himself up, licking his crimson stained maw of any remnants of flesh. It had been an easy meal, the deer had been cornered and killed quickly, it was amazing what could be done with more than one mind doing the hunting.
The large male slipped away from the carcass, managing to himself up to a slow and lazy trot. He stopped along his way to scent mark, though the borders hardly needed it now; New Dawn reeked of himself and the others. His first couple days leading the pack had been good, joyful, and full love play and carefree mirth. It was liked he had dreamed it would be, and he never wanted to let it go. His mind drifted to his new pack-mates; Thoirni, Shandom, Augustus and the others, he was so glad they were with him now, his heart was already beginning to grow very fond of them.
The black alpha was thinking about returning to the den then for a midday nap when a haunting call rang out through the air. Ears perked, Zalen took pause to listen to the song and glean what information from it he could. It was a male singing, it was a song of summons, and the voice was a little familiar. Turning then, the sable male made his way quickly towards the borders, his distended stomach no longer a hindrance. He was curious to see why it was he was being called, and when finally the bearer of the voice came into view he was surprised to see that it was Noah, a wolf he had just met recently, and a member of Ichika no Ho-en.
Zalen trotted up to the male, in a posture of relaxed dominance for he recognized him, and greeted Noah with a slight bump of the nose and a head rubbing, Noah, what is it I can do for you? the Alpha asked calmly. It would be strange that a clan as great as Ichika would be calling upon New Dawn’s aid for any reason.
The silver male saw the black male, lips that looked like they had been dipped in the blood, the male took no time to lower his body down to the midnight colored male. Noah was and will always be a lesser to him, pack member or alley. Never the less, Noah knew his rank with in the male’s crisp green apple eyes. He was nothing, right now he was another pack member standing upon the borders of a new pack, his pack. Noah was not going to risk a good thing right now.
With a soft wag of his tail, Noah returned the soft friendly touch. ”So your pack” The Sawtooth male started off, he thought closely about his words, and how to tell the black male that he was ever so interested in joining his pack. ”It interested me.” Noah stopped again, his heart was racing each word the male thought he would start sputtering like an old broken down car, that was really good for, oh….nothing.
So maybe the silver male was beating around the bush a bit, and maybe he wanted to join he just feared the rejection. He looked down to his tawny cat that has stayed at his side though this matter. Amzi shook her head, as she stepped forward. ”What my friend here is trying to say, without being so bold is that, He left Ichika no Ho-en with hopes that you might accept him into your pack. Stupid fool can’t just come out and say that.”
Noah eyes widen with horror and shame. How could she! How dare she! ”Amzi!” Noah scolded the cat, his heart was racing. He did not think twice about his next action about bearing his teeth to her and nip at her shoulder. ”Sorry Zalen!” The silver male brought his face back to the male as he lowered his body down more toward the ground. ”She can be bold.” The male sighed, as he licked his lips, not sure what to expect from this second on. ”Even if it’s true” There he had said it, he had told the black male that he was interested in joining the pack, and he would go to no limit to prove that he can be loyal to the pack. Heck he had been with the same pack for three years or so now. That is more than some other can say.
After he greeted Noah an interesting smell reached his nostrils. He did take note that the scarred and flawed male genuflected to him in an acceptable fashion. It did not take long for Zalen to spot the source of the smell as a small bobcat ran up to join Noah’s side. Zalen looked at the small cat curiously, his face turning slightly to the side as he inspected it. It was strange to see a wild bobcat just run up to a pair of wolves, it was basically unheard of in fact, so Zalen had to assume that the little cat was in fact Noah’s companion. How odd.
Turning back to the wolf who was lying in front of him, stumbling over his words, Zalen stood tall above him and listened. So Noah was interested in the pack? Zalen was not sure what this meant, but he remained silent to let the blubbering male have a chance to redeem himself. But it was not to be so, for the bobcat instead was the one to speak, much to Zalen’s surprise. In fact, the ebon male could not help but to jump slightly when the creature began to speak in a tongue he could understand, despite a strong cat-like accent. Zalen looked at the cat as he spoke, and his words were rude.
Noah was as shocked as he, and embarrassed that the cat had spoken what he had so desperately been trying to find words to say. The ebony Alpha did not like this, and Zalen stepped forward then, fur bristled, lips being drawn over off-white teeth as he growled softly at the cat, How dare you speak for him. It is not you seeking refuge here but Noah. I ask that you remain silent from now on. He would not have this creature be so haughty in his midst, You should be glad that I do not run you off here and now.
Then, turning back to Noah, the large male leaned down to nuzzle the man on the snout, If it acceptance you seek then it is granted, though you must tread lightly. Your physical flaws may put you on the bottom of the pecking order, but we may have use for you yet. He then raised his head again, and quickly scanned the tree line to make sure this was not some strange ploy put on by Ichika, but sensing no one else he then looked back at Noah. I must ask though, that your cat friend not join us in the den. She may remain in the territory but does not have permission to act as a wolf. He then turned a keen eye to look at the bobcat, I would suggest that perhaps you search out members of your own kind.
The silver male was ashamed of what his cat had piped up and spoken out of term, and then called Noah a stupid fool. Though Noah knew to somewhat expect it with this cat. She had always spoken freely even if the silver male had not liked it. It wasn’t something the silver male had expect to for her to change, it was just who she was. Blunt, to the point and didn’t care who she had upset. Noah could have only hoped and prayed that the black male wouldn’t hold it against him about the cat with the loose tongue.
Noah looked to the cat, knowing that what Zalen said was the law, and if Amzi was wanting to stay around Noah and help Noah just as he had trained the cat to do in exchange for food, and warmth. It was the deal that they had both agreed upon when he took her in away from the chill of a wintery death as a cub. The cat looked to Noah to see if he would say something and for once, Noah knew that this was not a time when the cat should been able to say what she wants so freely. The cat gave an irritated twitch of her tail; she and Noah would have a talk later.
The Sawtooth male reached his maul up taking in the male’s scent and allowing his to mix with his, the male knew that this was the last time ever that he would smell the pack he had just walked away from on him. He was now part of a new pack, and with that he would take on the scent of the leaders and the lands. ”I understand.” The Sawtooth male knew it was not wise at this point to ask for any favors in the lands. However, he knew if and when the time comes, he would have to ask for Rendall again for his mate.
Amzi gasped and looked to Noah as she was hearing the ruling passed down onto her, she was not allowed to sleep next to Noah? The horror! She hunted with him; she kept warm at night thanks to him. Well she did for the longest of time. ”Noah, are you really going to make me sleep outside?” The tawny colored cat asked the male. The silver Sawtooth male looked down to the cat. ”He just said n..n..hot..not in the den.” Meaning that she was more than welcomed to sleep in the trees, or even outside of the den in her own little bed, or even Noah and her could find a place where she was happy with, and she could just like the black male said find one of her own kind. It wouldn’t be that hard, and the Sawtooth male knew that she one day would leave him and start her own clan, and have a litter or two.
Looking back to the black male, the Sawtooth gave a nod. ”Where ever I am….I w..w..will work hard.” The male spoke truthfully. He would prove that just because he left his last pack that he wouldn’t just pack his bags again at the offer at something different and leave this pack just as he had just done with his other pack.
The cat seemed quite appalled by the prospect of sleeping outside the den, and Zalen couldn’t held but growl at her slightly again for speaking up when he had made it clear she was to remain silent. But he let it slide this time, and instead listened to the exchange between the two. It seemed as if this Noah wolf had some catching up to do, that he had been relying on a feline to aid him. This would no longer be the case, now he had pack mates to rely on. He was not the only scarred one, nor the only half blinded wolf in the pack and Zalen knew he would have no problem fitting in. But the way he spoke, the way he held himself; Zalen could see the silver male ending up in the low position of Omega very soon.
Zalen flicked his tail then when his newer member said he would work hard and he nodded, Come then, the den is not far off, you may rest if you wish, or meet the other. Zalen then turned and began to trot off, expecting fully that Noah would follow him. How interesting it was to think that so many wolves had abandoned their packs to join his; he must really have something special here, and it seemed as is New Dawn was becoming like a haven to those who needed it most.
Zalen glanced over his shoulder then, and let forth a triumphant howl that was short and sweet. It rang across the land announcing that a new wolf had joined him and that the rest of the pack should come to meet him.
The curvy silhouette of the pack's alpha female could be seen in the little alcove that she and Zalen had picked for themselves within the pack's den. Her back was to the den but not antisocially. Even the best of wolves needed a cat nap here or there, though she wasn't so much sleeping as daydreaming, golden eyes open and studying the small cracks in the rocky wall of their den. When Zalen's howl sang out she rolled over with the speed of an eager tail-wagger, and her head popped up, ears pert.
Someone new has joined New Dawn already? This was splendid! Within seconds the silvery female was on her paws and quickly she skated to the mouth of the den. When Zalen and Noah arrived she was waiting for them there, her eyes searching the trees expectantly and tail wagging. As soon as Zalen popped out of the brush, though, she became frozen with anticipation, her eyes searching for who was to follow her love through the trees. And then she saw the silvery wolf, and brightened.
“Is that... Noah?” She said to Zalen, her voice confused but excited. Maybe she had misunderstood... But no, there was no way she could misinterpret the meaning of that howl. She trotted out of the den to meet the two half way, her tail still twitching with a welcoming wag as she extended her muzzle to first touch noses with Zalen, then Noah. “You've come to join us? What of Ichika?” She wasn't disapproving, just curious. She had liked the stammering man when she met him, even if he was the poor victim of dire circumstances.
Standing up the male shook his pelt and stepped up behind the black leader. Noah had never travel out this far from the pack lands, well he had once but in his mind did not register anything from the last month, those memories was burnt and wasted and the male would never get them back. Brunt and wasted on what he could only hope was a wroth while time. And it bugged him that he didn’t have that memory.
Upon entering into the pack lands, the black male brought it to all of the other pack members that the Sawtooth male was now a Dawnian, and now no longer an Ichikan. Noah gave a wag of his tail, it was strange to say that he was a new pack member, however this change the male was willing and was going to embraces. The silver Sawtooth followed the leader making sure to watch the steps, trying to learn the paths of the lands.
Seeing the grey lady that he knew as the leader the male dipped his maw to her. ”Good Day M’Lady.” Looking back up the male rolled his ears softly forward, Lowering his head down a bit, he hated that he was no longer a member of the peace loving pack, but it just wasn’t him. ”I will always love t..t..them. I needed c..c..change.” Oh how he hoped they both was willing to accept that the male would have a soft spot in his heart for the members there, however the male would stand side by side, shoulder to shoulder with the New Dawner’s and shine with pride if the chance ever happened to come about.
OOC Sorry to break post order, but I didn't think there was a whole lot for Nat to have Zalen do. x.x
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She smiled softly upon Noah. “You’re compassionate by nature,” she said simply. No one would have lived in Ichika for so long if they weren’t. “No one expects you to stop caring for your wolf brethren. Ichika no Ho-en are friends of New Dawn, so you can love them still. I’m glad you’ve felt the calling like we have and come to join us.” She nuzzled him and bit at the fur of his cheek, tugging softly before letting go. It was wholly playful and accepting of him. “Welcome to New Dawn, Noah.”
She yipped and pranced away from Noah then, moving over to Zalen, sidling up next to him until their sides touched and stepping on his paw as though it were the most casual thing in the world – though there was a slight glean of mischief in her eyes.
She barked for the pack. They had undoubtedly heard Zalen’s call, but Titania wasn’t sure how many could respond right now. “The pack is excited. Everything’s electric. Everyone took off every which way this morning to run their new home.” Her voice was laced with bliss. “They’ll come to their Alpha’s call, I just know our curious kin is probably spread out among the four corners of New Dawn right now, so it may be a few minutes.” Her voice was like bells, bright and cheery and fond as she spoke of her people.
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