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ITOU ALAKI

Word Count → 353 :: Located in the general commons room within the howling Caverns. Naniko and Aeron are to post first before everyone else, after they have posted everyone can jump in ^^ Note that this is a mandatory meeting, if your character cannot attend for some reason PM us and let us know why. No exceptions. Otherwise by not attending or providing a reason for absence, your character is open to IC consequences.

Once more there were changes due within the pack; changes he saw as beneficial to all those whom resided within Anathema and he stood firmly by his and the white queens decision. Taking in a breath he left his chambers, adorned in his usual scraggly jeans with his Katana and two daggers attached to him, his black hair was for once brushed through and left to fall around him instead of pulled back into it's usual birds-nest of a ponytail. Alexander with Beyaz upon his shoulder, trailed close behind him chatting eagerly amongst themselves about some ridiculous matter he couldn't make top or tail of, all the details he made sense of seemed unimportant and so he simply ignored the wolf/crow idiot combo. Padding down the dark tunnel passage he gradually made his way into the general commons room, the very center of the howling caverns. Within his chest his heart raced, he wasn't huge on public speaking or making some sort of spectacle of himself, but he couldn't hide behind Naniko forever and let her run every meeting because of his own discomforts, heck he knew all the members and had no idea why simply participating in the meeting racked on his nerves as it did.

Walking over to the far side of the chamber he turned around, the uneven wall behind him and the vast expanse of the communal area before him, Alexander and Beyaz stood off to the side, still completely immersed in their heated debate about something; it surprised him that the crow was actually responding in high speech, although incredibly broken and making little sense, the crows words were enough for the pale Zepar to argue with. Breathing in he threw back his head and howled for the pack to come; everyone was to make their way to the communal room, laziness would not be acceptable. He wanted no repeat of the last meeting and he expected the members to answer his summons that he had not made lightly. Raising his arms he crossed them over his chest, awaiting the others to make their way over to the general commons room, to the side Beyaz and Alexander had fallen silent.


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Slight PP of me stating that Aeron had agreed and that this meeting is being used to announce it, among other things <3


She stood beside her dark co-leader, her children and Grace sitting nearby. The orange Rhiannon-D'Angelo girl sat quietly with the new adults of the pack, giving Severus or Judas an occasional swat on the behind if they misbehaved. She had Naniko's permission to do so and had a knack for caring for pups on top of that. She'd watched the boys since they were young, along with a few others in the pack, and had recently been spending time shadowing one or the other as they began their adult lives. She served as a companion, adviser, and confidant to the newly ranked pack members. Grace looked up at Naniko and the white wolf grinned back for a moment before seriousness overtook her features once more.


The winds of change were ever moving, and this meeting would be a very informative one that she expected all members to attend. She and Alaki had been considering a few changes to the rank structure as well as a few other new ideas...keeping 20 canines and their companions in line was a big job, and more help was needed. Among those that she had considered, one had stuck out to her - Aeron. The lady had stuck by Anathema even when her own mate had moved on, helping to organize pack events and attending any and all meetings and events that had occurred since she'd joined. She was a big help to the leaders, and it was something that Naniko had noticed over time. Alaki had agreed to the change, and here they were. She sat to wait for other members of the pack to arrive, hoping that the soon-to-be subleader would be one of the first to get there.

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Aeron had spoken with her two leaders when Naniko had asked her to step up to the plate. The golden woman was more then willing to take the spot of Atheed and help her leaders with anything. Aeron was relaxed today she was not in the mood to be out in front of the entire pack. She was not to sure what she was going to say. Did Naniko expected her to say anything? Aeron secretly hoped not.

Moving into the room Aeron saw Naniko and Alaki bowing she smiled. My Angela and Angelo I am so honored to accept your decision. she spoke looking to both of them. She moved to the side on Naniko as she waved for her children to move in. Jandro and Adwen raced in smiling as they moved towards Naniko's children. Dymtr was behind them not as boldly, Aeron figured he was just getting used to living in anathema again. She still could not believe that Io had come by to just drop the child off to her and Leon.






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So it was the second call to meet this month, but this time the dulcet tones of Alaki rang out, and not her mother. Caprica pulled a face, because no one could see her down here where she was moving piles of wood around in the cavern tunnel, but it couldn't cover up the way she sprang to attention and eagerly began to mess with her hair and dart into her own den for a beaded scarf to shrug round her shoulders. So far they'd both been acting pleasantly to one another, like adults, although she guessed that had been heightened by her excitement at the Rast festival. The facts stood that she was currently trying to prove him wrong, and failing - because the book she needed was nowhere to be found, and so far she refused to try the ordinary blacksmithing volumes. A katana was special, she understood and needed different treatment. She would find her book in Halifax, she was sure… when she found time to travel.

He wouldn't bring it up today though, as it was clear she hadn't had enough time. Indeed, even as she muttered her way down the tunnel - what does that grumpy-faced sword-botherer want now I wonder… Caprica found herself grinning and walking as fast as she could to the commons.

When she walked in, her eyes found the Samurai and she lifted a brow at his groomed state. Winking at Alexander, Caprica nodded to Aeron and then went to sit with her mother and brothers to await the news.
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<style>@import url(http://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Kristi);</style>Aoi Itou
So take these words, some good advice
All you've done gonna come back twice
You never cared how much it hurt, I really need to tell you
Word Count :: 000 Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet.

The call ran out while Aoi felt she was doing something of little importance. And so she poked her head up from her hiding spot- an old cloth betwixt some fabric that had been strewn carelessly in one cave, and decided she’d have to obey her father. He sounded angry in his howl, well…almost angry. But powerful. She hadn’t heard him like that before. Saigai. she whispered as quietly as she could. The hooded crow at once swooped down from the cave he had been hanging from - mimicking a bat - and perched inside her hood. The Itou drew herself up, in optime, feeling the baggy, grey jogging bottoms she wore fall loosely, the black hoodie slip down to cover her waist. Her tail, held low and shy, poked out of the clothes but that was about all that did, except her paws, and muzzle. The baggy, too-big-for-her clothes did nothing to flatter her skinny, tall body at all, but she preferred it that way.


Hunched over and feeble, Aoi hurried along to where she had remembered the call coming from. Soon enough she spotted a small gathering up ahead. The dark furred girl winced, as she grew ever so nervous in larger crowds. However, she slowed her breathing and conjured up the dignity to approach anyway, even if she did place herself right at the back of the group. Among the things she was nervous about came also having her back to people. A sort of phobia it was.


Aoi’s dark brown, beautiful eyes cast upwards to meet her father’s, and then Naniko’s. Two familiar faces. That was it. And then she spotted Severus, beside his mother. She knew him a little, too. He’d shown her places when she’d first came to the pack; yet if they’d made conversation it would have been brief, only snippets and mumbles coming from Aoi herself. She found it hard to make friends, and to talk to people. Oddly enough, it seemed the pack-member she knew best was Mido; who had been there when she’d adopted the crow Saigai. She’d found it easy to talk to him. She didn’t know why. Sighing, Aoi fell back against a wall, the young child hiding in the shadows yet still visibly evident at the meeting.



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Word Count ::355 Points::3 OOC::

Mido had been walking around the caverns almost aimlessly, he didn’t have a destination to be, nor was there anything that he had to do. When he heard the summons, the male turned his head in shock; it was rare to for him to hear the samurai ask for the others presence. His voice reverberated off the cave walls in a way that sent chills up his spine. The tone in his voice left no room for debate upon the topic whatever it may have been. This time around the meeting wasn’t optional everyone had to be there. He didn’t give it any thought, obediently turning around he headed in the direction of the source, it sounded like it came from the commons room. He was never late to a gathering if he could physically attend it; he wondered who else would already be there.



Entering the commons room he mentally surveyed the surroundings seeing who had shown up already. Obviously Naniko was already here near Alaki, along with Judas, Severus, and an orange colored woman he hadn’t recognized. He also took note of Caprica and Aeron attendance; he hadn’t seen the two of them since the Rast ceremony. The Dasa almost missed seeing Aoi there too, walking toward her he smiled. She had been slouched with her back against a nearby wall, distancing her from the crowd. Oddly enough she was located very close to his usual spot at any meeting; he liked that particular spot because he could see everyone. Standing straight up and falling backward a bit he leaned against the wall a couple feet from Aoi. Getting comfortable he folded his arms and crossed his legs. Hey Aoi, you know you don’t have to hide right? I don’t think anyone will bite. He greeted her making a little chit-chat, he figured they would wait for others to arrive before they got down to business. The half and half noted the young girl’s physique; she was thinner than he remembered. He didn’t have the slightest clue as to the reason for the meeting, but he figured they would find out soon enough.

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Ayasha was busy exploring the caves, glad that she was getting less and less liking to get lost. She realized this was her job in the pack but even if it weren’t, she would have anyway just so she wouldn’t get lost and need to have someone come and rescue her. It would have been rather embarrassing after awhile. In the beginning, it was expected that she would get lost a lot.

She heard the call for the pack members to come to an important meeting. Ayasha had felt bad that she hadn’t gone to the first one but that wasn’t mandatory. Yet Naniko had made it clear to the members of Anathema that the rest of them were required and that there would be consequences to skipping them without a good reason. Of course she had no reason to skip and she didn’t want to get into trouble, so she headed towards the meeting area.

Her eyes fell on everyone there and how they were arranged. Aeron was near the leaders and Ayasha figured that the older woman had gained a leadership position. Though she did wonder if the behavior of her younger brother had reached the ears of the leaders and if they would do or say anything about it. If they punished her for her brother’s rudeness and stupidity, she would go down to AniWaya and beat him up.
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The golden eyed brute had returned from his own scouting expedition. He had found a small alcove, away from the mainly used routes. He had taken several small trinkets there, making sure that they wouldn't vanish by leaving less valuable things there. As they hadn't vanished yet, he felt comfortable to take several candles into the little alcove. He would begin setting up his shrine to his personal deities, the black butterflies. He knew they were angry, knew they were waiting for him to honor them by destroying more shadows. He pacified them with gifts of his blood, a blood-letting ritual that was at once moving and disturbing if a random stranger should see. His calf was freshly sore from new cuts, but bandaged to keep his mate from discovering his secret.

Thinking of his mate, he walked over to her and gave her a brief kiss as he glanced around the meeting area. He recognized Aeron, he recognized a few others. He could tell from posture some were more dominant than others. He glanced over the others, the strangers, unknowing and uncaring that some were related to him, however distantly.
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Lillith's bright, hazel eyes watched as the shadows crept over the slit of light pouring through the crack at the bottom of the door of her cavern. Her black nose was nearly pressed against this crack, curious gaze watching each set of paws passing by. The long, fluffy tail of her raised rump waved behind her in a distracted fashion. What was going on out there? A loud howl had echoed in the cave moments ago, waking her from her nap and beckoning her to the door. She didn't dare try to open it, she wasn’t even sure how to in this form; mother or father would have to do so.

But thankfully, they came, and Lilith made sure to nip playfully at her father’s thick calf before shooting out of the door like a bolt of lightning once it was opened. Lillith was more than bold in the caverns, and completely comfortable within its safety so it was not long before her parents were left far behind her and she came bursting in the common room. Because they had dallied, the room was already filling with canines, but Lillith did not hesitate to trot into the middle of them all and do a little turn before settling down on the floor and looking straight to the leaders.

She recognized them, though she often forgot who was who; Alaki and Naniko were the leaders, but which was the white and which was the gray one? Or was the orange one one of them? Oh well, Lillith didn't care, and sat on the stone floor flapping her tail against it, as her bright eyes scanned the faces of those who were closer to her age; these interested her more than the adults, and had it not been for the obvious gathering, she would have jumped into play mode right then and there.


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Apologies for my fail almost lateness x.x

He was more curious than some and less than others but that was hardly relevant. Still he was here and that was all that mattered. He had missed the last one, although that had been beyond his ability to correct seeing as he was outside of Anathema and hearing range. The spanish hunter huffed as people assembled about him, irritated by the many bodies that pressed in. He disliked being enclosed so completely by so many he didn't know, maybe that should have given him cause for concern that he didn't know the majority of his pack mates.

White eyes surveyed what they did and spied what he was looking for, the three children were safe and out of harm's way, which gave him cause to breathe easier. His black mane fell about his face with a choppy cut and extended down to his shoulders, it was growing all the time back to the length he preferred it. War was over now so the extremes he had been forced to were obsolete. Whatever the leaders had to say, he would heed their words.
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OOC;;; Sorry I am late!! D:

Yellow and blue marbled eyes fluttered open at the loud booming howl coming from... Where was it coming from? With a groan the black and white femme rose from her bed and trudged to the desk in her room. It was littered with pages of notes and drawings. She could hardly make sense of it all by just looking so gathered that no one else would be able to as well. Tidiness was not one of her stronger traits, especially in her own room. Quickly she grabbed up the deer hide bound notebook and went to the door, cracking it open just a bit and peeking outside. The halls were bare not only of anyone, but sound and she figured that it was going to be her that was late to the "party".

With a sign she opened the door and slipped out into the open. She figured that if it was anything going on, especially by the demanding tone of the brute she so carelessly didn't give two cents about, it would be in the common area. She spent many morning/afternoons there though, and had no troubles finding it in the maze of this hole in the ground. It wasn't totally clear to her why she was so grumpy, but was sure that a scowl was plastered on her jug and she wasn't in the mood to "perk up".

Entering the commons room she saw everyone sitting and waiting for the meeting to start. She could see a few impatient stares and quickly sat down at the nearest place, that was out of the way of course. She held her journal close to her and watched, waiting for her Angela or.. Rakeeb, to speak. It pinged at her to even think of calling him that. Her Rakeeb. Many things about this pack never bothered her, but placing that mess of a canine at such a high rank just grated at her nerves.
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nothing heard, nothing said, can’t even speak about it; on my life, on my head, don’t wanna think about it

ooc; I hope I’m supposed to be here with Alduin. I assume so since his joining thread was done on 11MAR12, and this was started a couple days after. If not, please disregard/delete this post x)

Alduin had been asleep, still exhausted from the journey that brought him to Anathema. He lay in his bare den, happily snuggled up to the cool cave wall. Though Alaki’s call had been clear and demanding, the tundra beast’s body apparently had other plans. So instead of being shocked away by the thundering howl, Alduin remained knocked out, snoring lightly as he continued to dream the most wonderful of dreams.

He had thought of home that day, and the snow that fell softly upon it. Everything in Alaska had always been relatively quiet, and Alduin had enjoyed the peace of it all. Anathema was the complete opposite, it seemed. So much hustle and bustle and so much to do. Strangers passed by his den all the time, but he was far too tired or too afraid to stop anyone for fear of interrupting them. After all, they might have been doing something important and the last thing he wanted was to cause trouble his first few days here.

Eventually, his body allowed him to wake, and trouble was the last thing he needed to be worried about. His sleepy eyes opened slowly as a long yawn escaped his muzzle. They stared toward the mouth of his den, watching inquisitively as many feet padded by, seemingly in a hurry. Curious, Alduin forced his shifted body to rise and follow the other members of his new family.

It wasn’t long before he found himself amongst the rest of the pack in the common room. Three wolves headed the rest, but only one he recognized as his Angela, Naniko. The other two he assumed were close to her in rank, if not equal. For fear of offending any others, he merely smiled in their general direction and took a place by the ones he thought to be late to the gathering as well. As much as he wanted to take the time to greet each and every one of the wolves that were around him, somehow he felt that would have been entirely inappropriate for whatever was happening. So the best thing he could do for now was wait.

release me from this curse i’m in; trying to maintain, but i’m struggling. put on your pretty lies, you’re in the city of wonder

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WC:000+ - so late and pathetic... ;-;
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Octavius had been asleep in his mother’s den when the call rang out to join the gathering. Surprisingly, it wasn’t Naniko that called like usual, but instead was the dark male that he’d come to respect, despite not knowing so well. Growling out a low groan, the youngster rolled onto his feet and stretched harshly, cracking his joints as he moved towards the ‘door’. Ducking out, he trotted through the cave systems on all four paws, not bothering to shift into his optime form, heading in the way that the call had come from.

This was stupid...why did he have to go to ANOTHER dumb meeting? It wasn't like his opinion meant anything to the leaders of the pack anyway, right? So what if he was there or not... Octa huffed and grumbled a little bit as he came to the front entrance of the cave that the meeting was taking place in, obviously not wanting to go in at all.

Alaki and Alexander, Naniko, Aeron…and so many others were already gathered by the time he got there, stumbling in, still half asleep. Yawning widely, he walked slowly against the back wall and curled up on the floor; laying his large head on his front paws. Watching and listening wasn’t too hard…but after a while keeping his eyes open was a lost cause. Within a few moments his breathing had deepened and soft snores rumbled through his chest, quietly sounding in the large room.

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OOC: First go at Severus! Send me a PM to let me know if you guys think he's okay, or if I should change anything. Smile Sorry if he didn't notice someone he normally would have as an NPC! WC: 442

It’d been a few weeks since he’d really socialized much with the other wolves of Anathema. The brat prince had been struck with a gnawing curiosity, so he’d been travelling the borders and the free territories, undoubtedly causing all kinds of trouble for his mother later on. In fact, he’d been terrorizing a bear cub in his Secui form when the rallying howl had broke through the air. The tiny little ball of fuzz and claws had just begun crying for its mother, doubtlessly petrified at the sight of an abnormally large (albeit young) wolf. Severus had grumbled at the sound of the howl, and had turned towards the pack lands with an irritated twitch of his tail, but it very likely saved his life.

Much like his brother Octavius, Severus spent his loping run grumbling to himself about having to attend another meeting. He hated having to sit there and listen to the adults grumble on and on about matters that didn’t concern him – or at least matters he thought didn’t concern him. He could probably run the pack better than Alaki and his mother anyway, even if he just kept his mother as council, he could still be Angelo. The grey boy had convinced himself that his low ranking was just the adults underestimating him. He was much better at affairs than his brothers – Octavius with his laziness and Judas…just being Judas. No, Severus’ misdemeanours were out of bravery, courage, a lust for adventure – certainly not stupidity or the rashness of youth. No way.

As he made his way into the main cavern and up towards the assembled canines, he remained in his Secui form. It was his favorite, because it made him look so much bigger than his Lupus form. Even while he was still a pup, with paws too large for his body and the occasional bout of clumsiness, at least this bulking form was respectable. Optime just made him look…gangly, disproportionate – something Severus couldn’t stand in all his youthful arrogance. His stature was something respectable, unlike his slightly obese and rather lazy sibling Octavius.

Speaking of lazy, as he took his seat beside his mother and glanced over at his brother, he noticed the paler boy only lasted long enough to lay down and fall asleep. Severus gave him a reproachful stare that went unnoticed, and leaned down to take his brother’s ear in his fangs, giving a vicious shake of his head. Then, he resumed ignoring the sibling and turned his attention, begrudgingly, towards Alaki and his mother. The cavern was stuffy, the meeting would doubtlessly be boring, and Severus’ mind was on the bear cub.
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ITOU ALAKI

Word Count → 472 :: Garden information is located here. Free posting order from now on, thanks for posting guys :3

As he summoned they came, some slower then others but still they had at least made the effort to attend the meeting, whilst some were clearly down right lazy or absent from pack lands, either way the turn out to the meeting was considerably better compared to the last one. It infuriated him that others had previously taken meetings and their leaders summons for nothing, as if they believed he and Naniko called meetings for their own entertainment. Blue eyes scoured over the gathered crowd, noting the faces of those who were there and those who weren't, before he took in a breath and got straight to the reasons why he had called everyone here.

“I'll not waste your time and so i'll get straight to the first of many points.” he spoke the words, his voice coming out strong and clear despite his deep hatred of public speaking. “After much discussion me and Naniko have decided upon a … change within our leadership ranks, a promotion of sorts for myself to Angelo; although do not misunderstand me, Naniko is still very much your Angela, we have simply chosen to split leadership between ourselves.” he grinned slightly as he explained, looking over to Aeron he inclined his head slightly before continuing his little speech “And with my promotion, Aeron has too been promoted to Atheed. As many of you already know she is both loyal and dedicated to Anathema and we wish to reward her for her efforts and we know she will do well to continue serving us all.” he didn't elaborate too much, simply getting the facts out there; if either Naniko or Aeron wished to add to what he said once he was finished they were welcome to, he simply wanted to get everything he had to say said.

“Aside from promotions we are also starting two new construction projects. I understand full that the village is still heavily in the works, but I ask of you all to spare some time to work on the following matters if you can.” it wasn't for his benefit that these projects were started, but for the pack themselves, and so if they wished for the projects completion they would have to work towards it's completion to gain from the finished result. “Now that the stables above ground have been finished, we hope to convert the old stables located within these caves into a workshop for anyone with crafting interests to use. The other project is located within the village; there is a large plot of land that would make a perfect location to grow some plants that we can add to both or stock and trading capacity” he explained, hoping others would take both of these new projects seriously and dedicate some of their time to contribute towards each ones completion.


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`` D I S T U R B I A
nothing heard, nothing said, can’t even speak about it; on my life, on my head, don’t wanna think about it


ooc; I hope it's ok that I posted right after Kitty. I got bored xP If it's not, please disregard Alduin's musings <3

Alduin listened carefully to what Alaki had to say, trying as best he could to remember the names and faces of his superiors. Pack life was so confusing, and any bit of information he could get his hands on helped him tremendously. Still, it would take the beast many days to keep the details straight in his head. He found himself wondering how any of the leaders maintained such a good memory. He would have to learn their secrets one day.

When the workshops had been mentioned, the wolf’s ears perked up with interest and he quickly forgot his memory woes. He wasn’t the best craftsman around, but he did enjoy fiddling with small creations every now and then. It was a good creative outlet. Surely others would like the same. After all, he imagined that living in a pack was stressful. Everyone needed something to cool off with. He knew then that he would do as much as he could to help. Gardening, not so much, unfortunately. His mother had been the gardener back home, but Alduin spent little time amusing himself with learning about it. He regretted that immensely. The past was the past, however, and he would have to make himself useful in the present.

Sadly, my Angelo, I have no talents in gardening,” he said as he raised a hand somewhat to let Alaki know where he was in the crowd. “I can, however, offer my strength to the family instead.

He hoped this would be enough, but felt terrible for not being able to provide more to them. Perhaps, he thought, he could make up for the talent he lacked in the time he could spare on the projects. After all, he was new, and he had little to do as a Zepar than learn the tunnels of Anathema’s mountain home and hope that he would bump into someone more familiar with them than he.

release me from this curse i’m in; trying to maintain, but i’m struggling. put on your pretty lies, you’re in the city of wonder

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Ayasha didn’t have to wait long for the canine she most wanted see as her mate came and joined the meeting, greeting her with a most welcome kiss, which she returned. Of course she didn’t make out with him, despite how much fun that would be, since they were in the middle of a meeting. She did look him over and saw bandages on his legs but wasn’t sure she wanted to know why they were there.

She stood next to him and laid her head on his arm, which was the closest thing to her height, and watched as everyone else came in. She was especially happy when Leon came in, though he seemed a little surly. But he was growing his hair out. She vaguely remembered him having longer hair but hadn’t really noticed when he cut it. Not that it mattered to her. She was mostly curious and needed to sit down and talk to him.

Alaki then started and talked about how he was promoted which meant Aeron did as well. She nodded politely but gave Aeron a grin. The next piece of news intrigued her and she pulled slightly away from her mate to listen. She was still pressed against her loverboy but gardening or construction? They both interested her even though she didn’t know much about either one. It seemed like the meeting was drawing to a close and yet there was no mention of her brother, which made her feel relieved. So now she didn’t go down to AniWaya and beat up his ass.
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As he looked around, his ears twisting to listen to the words of the leaders, his eyes lit onto a jade eyed shadow. Tension filled his frame as the whispering of the butterflies increased in volume. He adjusted the legs of his jeans to cover the lower bandages as he tried to focus on what the Rakeeb was saying. No... Alaki wasn't the Rakeeb now, he was the Angelo. An alpha. His esteem and respect for the male rose ten notches. The female who had run the hunt was promoted as well, Aeron. Liam knew some day he would hear his own mate's name called. Thoughts of that possible future rang in his mind, even as the butterflies began to clamor again, protesting the continued presence of the shadow wolf.

The male shifted his weight. The presence of the shadow wolf made him feel ill,anxious. He heard the words of the leaders, he nodded his head. "I will be honored to help in this project. I am good with my hands, though gardening seems a bit... beyond me." Truth was, it reminded him too much of Taliesin, the man who was his sire. Taliesin had been a tree hugging hippie. Liam was not. He turned his gaze to the shadow wolf for a moment, his amber eyes hard points of light. After a moment, he excused himself from the meeting, fleeing the burning jade eyes of the shadow wolf. Whether her gaze had fixed on him or not, her emerald fire burned him as he fled.
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Naniko did not particularly enjoy meetings and often tried to make them short and to the point if she could. It seemed as if Alaki agreed with this style, as he began to speak as soon as it appeared that everyone was settled in. She had no problem with letting the new co-leader speak and state what they had discussed as a team. It was a change, but not one that would affect much in the pack. She had never thought that she would choose to allow a co-leader, but Alaki had proven his worth to her and she trusted him to make decisions independently if he had to for Anathema's sake.


"It does not take much skill...even having a few bodies to give direction to would be welcomed. Someone to lift things or move them about. It is on you, pack, to work on completing these projects. They will help to strengthen us." She said. The female cleared her throat again, asking for silence once more. "There is one other item on our agenda that I wanted to touch on, due to the lack of response to our last meeting. Respect. If someone is higher than you in rank, you must show respect to them regardless of your tier. If you do not, it is in their right to force that. If you don't like it, raise your rank within your tier. Zepars must show respect to all members besides those in the Sut rank. Ranked canines must show respect to those higher than themselves in the tiers or to leadership. And Sut must show respect to all members of the pack, including pups born into the pack. Those in the Sut rank should realize that they are lower than every member here." She said, to clarify.


Naniko sat back for a moment, waiting for some kind of a response before she was able to formulate another point. What should a pack member do if someone is not respecting them and the rank that they had earned? There were a few different options, and she spoke once more. "If someone is not showing you respect where it has been earned, bring it to the attention of the leaders or settle the issue yourself. But try not to kill each other."

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ooc:Late late late I apologize :[

She had heard the call, but she had been in the middle of something very important when the call was made. She was in a deep trance state, induced by the mushroom caps she had been growing in the back of her cave. Panda was stuck in the dream-state in which she had told Venom that she would be in, so he needed to pay attention to the child. Venom was alerted by the call, and would go to it, but he had to wake Panda up first, as did he have to wake the child. He went to Panda's den first and he switched his aura to where she would realize he was there. She recognized what it was, and it took her a moment to collect herself in the fragments it had been divided into for this spiritual mission. She would come back with some information, but not enough to he happy. She was happy with what she got, don't get her wrong, but because she was not allowed the time she needed, she did not get too far. She followed her golden line back to her body and she opened her eyes and cast her gaze to Venom. He yipped at her, and this brought her back completely. "Meeting." He spoke to her, and she nodded her head. She got up from her spot and shook out her fur, giving her a fluffy appearance for a moment before it slowly relaxed again. She walked out and Venom moved towards Lillith's place and let her from the door.

The child was as rambunctious as always, and she shot through the caves she was born in like she knew them like the back of her paw. Truth was, she was getting there. She was born in these caves, and ever since she could walk and see she was adventuring under the close eye of her parents. She lead the way for the two adults, the one Corson, and the Dasa. They moved through the caverns with ease as well. When they got to their destination, they quietly sat down next to each other and they listened to the cult-pack's leaders. Alaki spoke of how he was promoted, and then a promotion of Aeron to Atheed. Panda did not speak, or make any form of reaction to it. For as long as Panda had been around, she had not directly communicated with the woman. Eventually Panda and this Atheed would have to meet.

Panda looked to Alaki again, and the hazel eyes of the chocolate and coal Dasa looked at Panda, and then to the leaders again. Venom did not look too happy, but when did he ever really look happy besides when he was doing something he wanted and enjoyed doing? Either way, They both held their attention on Alaki, a curious set of eyes would glance over to the Angela, but since she did not speak, the attention drifted back. Panda's attention was intrigued when Alaki spoke of a garden. She would definitely be found there. Not only that, but the woman still had seeds from her last harvest so she would be able to plant her marijuana in the garden instead of having the random bushels of marijuana in strategically placed spots in the Anathema packlands. Soon, when she had the time, she would make her own garden she assumed. You know, if she ever decided to end up staying in Anathema. This was the question that the spirit world had no time to answer...

. ”panda's speech”

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