08-06-2012, 10:39 AM
Putting everything into one post. Participants feel free to either copy and paste your posts out or apply to the maintenance thread for your +1 post count.
[Neela post - Thread starter]
OOC - This is a Non-Mandatory pack thread, cougars are in the area and Neela needs help to drive them out! 2nd August, 1:30 PM. Neela is currently a couple miles upstream from the fort, along the river that runs through it.
IC - Neela stayed completely still, not moving a muscle even when her hands screamed in complaint, or a splash of water went up her nostrils. If she moved, she was likely dead for just upstream of where the collie was hiding; anchored to the bottom by her hands and infinitely grateful for the mud coating what parts of her were exposed, was a full grown cougar. Normally not a massive threat to a smart Luperci it was more than enough to be a serious threat in her current state; being pregnant tended to make to harder for one to fight. Not for the first time Neela wished she had listened to the part of her instincts that had told her to curl up into a ball besides Tony at home, rather than the part that demanded she hunt down any possible threats.
Hearing about the Cougar attacking Alyssum had been bad enough for Neela’s state of mind but with Tony being injured something within her had snapped, driving her out to make sure that the territory, and more importantly her pups, were safe from roaming cougars. Unfortunately she had found that the opposite was true. A little snooping in places that one wouldn’t normally think to check had revealed to her that not only were there cougars still in the area, but there were a lot of them. In her time floating there Neela had seen at least 3 fully grown cats and an adolescent entering and leaving the place they had made their den; a partially submerged opening under an overhang that she assumed led to a cave. It seemed that the cougars had been travelling along the river, using the water and mud to mask their scent and escape detection by the Cavaliers.
Finally the cat that she assumed was a sentry looked away and Neela took her chance, fingers loosening from the thick mud and allowing the current to carry her downstream towards the fort. Neela drifted for about a mile before leaving the water.
Cougars in the territory, this close to the fort and in such great numbers, was unacceptable but Neela couldn’t stand to have the dangerous felines so close when she was pregnant. Thankfully the reckless part of her was now muted; the cougars needed to be killed or moved but like hell was Neela going to do it alone. The collie paused for a moment, nostrils flaring as she made sure that one of the cats hadn’t followed her before she leant back her head and howled, calling forth any that could hear her.
[Aro Post]
Aro heard the call, and he was aware of the urgency in the tone. He shot up, grabbing his belt and making sure his sword was firmly in place. He ran toward the call and his nose found the scent. Cougars. He hoped no one was hurt and but there was no time for that. He made sure to call buck back home, the fawn not testing Aro, took off to safety. He called for Raoth, as he ran, hoping the coyote was ready. The moment Raoth came Aro would make it a point to give him a hunting knife. His eyes found his brother's mate and it made it all that more important to be here. He would protect her with his life. He wasn't aware of the woman's skill, but he wouldn't test what the woman can do.
He came to her side. A hand falling to her back, "What's the status...I smell them.." He spoke, his deep voice a whisper and short as he looked around trying to trail where his nose could detect their scent. None were in sight yet, but he was ready to fight to protect the pack, and most importantly Tony's mate.
[Jazper Post]
Only two days had passed since Jazper found himself fighting and killing a cougar that had attacked and severely harmed Alyssum. He had instructed that she not leave Kingsbury until her wounds and the recent fever she was suffering from subsided. As for himself the Sole found himself unable to shift down from Optime form, his torso tightly wrapped with bandages covering the medicated cuts all along his back thanks to the beast. However the physical pain was easily bearable because his mind had been very preoccupied with the news that Skye was pregnant, and with his pups no less. What had started out as a one-night act of reassurance and friendship had turned into a long-term parental contract.
Lying in an open valley, looking up at the clouds in the sky, he wondered how they would raise them. Obviously the pups would have to stay in d’Arte with their mother, they would need the nurturing but where did he fit in? He knew that much like when Ghita became pregnant, he would need to step up to the plate and help provide for the pups, let them know he existed, but he wasn’t sure if he would be able to be as present as he would like. One thing was for sure though, in a months time his duties of running the pack and visiting the newborns would spread the male thin.
A howl near by rang out, interrupting his thoughts and sending his mind in a spin. Cougars. How could there be and cougars, hadn’t he killed the only one? Pushing his aching body to his feet her pushed himself in the direction of the call. It didn’t matter to him how badly his body yelled at him to stop, the Sole was very aware that Neela was carrying pups, pups who’s blood was his own, and that very thought pushed the pain far away from his thoughts. His own call bid forth his warriors, every able body in the area. Nothing would harm his daughter-in-law or the life she carried.
He arrived after Aro had, a hand reaching out to lay on the boy’s shoulder as his own ears flicked about listening for the steps of the wild cats. Luckily the Knight never left the Fort without his sword on his back and the knives in his belt. Concern filled eyes looked to Neela, “Are you okay? How many are there?” His nose sniffed at the air, the scent of cougars clearly in the area. How could he have been so stupid not to check the area for more after the initial attack.
[Raoth Post]
Raoth had been hanging out in his master's home, no interest in doing anything useful. He could be training, but Raoth didn't feel comfortable among all the pack members. Instead he was busy tearing up the wood beneath the bed, working on making a route from there to the outside. Another possible escape route. Raoth wasn't being watched that closely, and could easily escape in other ways. It was just pent up energy being spent destructively.
A call from Aro promptly pulled him out though. Believing Aro was in danger he ran out as quickly as he could, moving past obstacles as if they didn't even exist. As soon as he was at Aro's side he sniffed carefully at his master, expression questioning. Nothing was out of the ordinary. Minus the scent of cougars that another pack member bore. Raoth looked at the pregnant dog, expression empty of emotion. Accepting the hunting knife he fiddled with it, wondering what was going on.
Surely they weren't going to be hunting the cougars? Even knowing that Aro was a warrior, Raoth's training kicked in. He was to protect his master. Keep him safe from danger. If they went into battle, Raoth would make sure that Aro was kept from the worst of the attacks. He could take the pain. He had taken injuries that were pretty bad when in training. And when Amy got drunk. Or bored. He was ready for this fight.
[Adelle Post]
Adelle hadn't been back for very long. For the most part Adelle had been keeping to herself. Alone, she was sleeping out in the forest. Her fur was thick with burrs, unkempt. Tracking her down was difficult, as she was always on the move. Remaining in the pack, but not part of it any longer. She didn't feel connected, her emotions dulled by pain. The howl did awaken the part of her that remembered why she didn't leave. She was loyal to her pack, a warrior. And now they needed her.
Shyly she stopped on the edge of the group, looking them over. Neela, heavy with pups. Jazper, his torso bound up. Aro and his coyote, standing ready to fight. The smell of cougars could be picked up from any point. Stepping out she moved over to Jazper's side. She felt a little out of place, looking to the alpha for comfort. She wanted to help out, but it had been a while since she had actually come out. It felt strange, and very lonely.
[A reminder to the four that had already joined. From what the SA has said you will be able to apply for +1 post count in the maintenance thread for this thread. Since this was so new that will actually get everyone up to their correct postcount for this
]
[This thread will be left open until Thursday for any late joiners and will then be continued with an IC post from Neela. If you wish to make some form of post to regain your post count easily please do so before then.]
EDIT: I managed to recover all the responses through Google Cache. Working them into this now.
[Neela post - Thread starter]
OOC - This is a Non-Mandatory pack thread, cougars are in the area and Neela needs help to drive them out! 2nd August, 1:30 PM. Neela is currently a couple miles upstream from the fort, along the river that runs through it.
IC - Neela stayed completely still, not moving a muscle even when her hands screamed in complaint, or a splash of water went up her nostrils. If she moved, she was likely dead for just upstream of where the collie was hiding; anchored to the bottom by her hands and infinitely grateful for the mud coating what parts of her were exposed, was a full grown cougar. Normally not a massive threat to a smart Luperci it was more than enough to be a serious threat in her current state; being pregnant tended to make to harder for one to fight. Not for the first time Neela wished she had listened to the part of her instincts that had told her to curl up into a ball besides Tony at home, rather than the part that demanded she hunt down any possible threats.
Hearing about the Cougar attacking Alyssum had been bad enough for Neela’s state of mind but with Tony being injured something within her had snapped, driving her out to make sure that the territory, and more importantly her pups, were safe from roaming cougars. Unfortunately she had found that the opposite was true. A little snooping in places that one wouldn’t normally think to check had revealed to her that not only were there cougars still in the area, but there were a lot of them. In her time floating there Neela had seen at least 3 fully grown cats and an adolescent entering and leaving the place they had made their den; a partially submerged opening under an overhang that she assumed led to a cave. It seemed that the cougars had been travelling along the river, using the water and mud to mask their scent and escape detection by the Cavaliers.
Finally the cat that she assumed was a sentry looked away and Neela took her chance, fingers loosening from the thick mud and allowing the current to carry her downstream towards the fort. Neela drifted for about a mile before leaving the water.
Cougars in the territory, this close to the fort and in such great numbers, was unacceptable but Neela couldn’t stand to have the dangerous felines so close when she was pregnant. Thankfully the reckless part of her was now muted; the cougars needed to be killed or moved but like hell was Neela going to do it alone. The collie paused for a moment, nostrils flaring as she made sure that one of the cats hadn’t followed her before she leant back her head and howled, calling forth any that could hear her.
[Aro Post]
Aro heard the call, and he was aware of the urgency in the tone. He shot up, grabbing his belt and making sure his sword was firmly in place. He ran toward the call and his nose found the scent. Cougars. He hoped no one was hurt and but there was no time for that. He made sure to call buck back home, the fawn not testing Aro, took off to safety. He called for Raoth, as he ran, hoping the coyote was ready. The moment Raoth came Aro would make it a point to give him a hunting knife. His eyes found his brother's mate and it made it all that more important to be here. He would protect her with his life. He wasn't aware of the woman's skill, but he wouldn't test what the woman can do.
He came to her side. A hand falling to her back, "What's the status...I smell them.." He spoke, his deep voice a whisper and short as he looked around trying to trail where his nose could detect their scent. None were in sight yet, but he was ready to fight to protect the pack, and most importantly Tony's mate.
[Jazper Post]
Only two days had passed since Jazper found himself fighting and killing a cougar that had attacked and severely harmed Alyssum. He had instructed that she not leave Kingsbury until her wounds and the recent fever she was suffering from subsided. As for himself the Sole found himself unable to shift down from Optime form, his torso tightly wrapped with bandages covering the medicated cuts all along his back thanks to the beast. However the physical pain was easily bearable because his mind had been very preoccupied with the news that Skye was pregnant, and with his pups no less. What had started out as a one-night act of reassurance and friendship had turned into a long-term parental contract.
Lying in an open valley, looking up at the clouds in the sky, he wondered how they would raise them. Obviously the pups would have to stay in d’Arte with their mother, they would need the nurturing but where did he fit in? He knew that much like when Ghita became pregnant, he would need to step up to the plate and help provide for the pups, let them know he existed, but he wasn’t sure if he would be able to be as present as he would like. One thing was for sure though, in a months time his duties of running the pack and visiting the newborns would spread the male thin.
A howl near by rang out, interrupting his thoughts and sending his mind in a spin. Cougars. How could there be and cougars, hadn’t he killed the only one? Pushing his aching body to his feet her pushed himself in the direction of the call. It didn’t matter to him how badly his body yelled at him to stop, the Sole was very aware that Neela was carrying pups, pups who’s blood was his own, and that very thought pushed the pain far away from his thoughts. His own call bid forth his warriors, every able body in the area. Nothing would harm his daughter-in-law or the life she carried.
He arrived after Aro had, a hand reaching out to lay on the boy’s shoulder as his own ears flicked about listening for the steps of the wild cats. Luckily the Knight never left the Fort without his sword on his back and the knives in his belt. Concern filled eyes looked to Neela, “Are you okay? How many are there?” His nose sniffed at the air, the scent of cougars clearly in the area. How could he have been so stupid not to check the area for more after the initial attack.
[Raoth Post]
Raoth had been hanging out in his master's home, no interest in doing anything useful. He could be training, but Raoth didn't feel comfortable among all the pack members. Instead he was busy tearing up the wood beneath the bed, working on making a route from there to the outside. Another possible escape route. Raoth wasn't being watched that closely, and could easily escape in other ways. It was just pent up energy being spent destructively.
A call from Aro promptly pulled him out though. Believing Aro was in danger he ran out as quickly as he could, moving past obstacles as if they didn't even exist. As soon as he was at Aro's side he sniffed carefully at his master, expression questioning. Nothing was out of the ordinary. Minus the scent of cougars that another pack member bore. Raoth looked at the pregnant dog, expression empty of emotion. Accepting the hunting knife he fiddled with it, wondering what was going on.
Surely they weren't going to be hunting the cougars? Even knowing that Aro was a warrior, Raoth's training kicked in. He was to protect his master. Keep him safe from danger. If they went into battle, Raoth would make sure that Aro was kept from the worst of the attacks. He could take the pain. He had taken injuries that were pretty bad when in training. And when Amy got drunk. Or bored. He was ready for this fight.
[Adelle Post]
Adelle hadn't been back for very long. For the most part Adelle had been keeping to herself. Alone, she was sleeping out in the forest. Her fur was thick with burrs, unkempt. Tracking her down was difficult, as she was always on the move. Remaining in the pack, but not part of it any longer. She didn't feel connected, her emotions dulled by pain. The howl did awaken the part of her that remembered why she didn't leave. She was loyal to her pack, a warrior. And now they needed her.
Shyly she stopped on the edge of the group, looking them over. Neela, heavy with pups. Jazper, his torso bound up. Aro and his coyote, standing ready to fight. The smell of cougars could be picked up from any point. Stepping out she moved over to Jazper's side. She felt a little out of place, looking to the alpha for comfort. She wanted to help out, but it had been a while since she had actually come out. It felt strange, and very lonely.
[A reminder to the four that had already joined. From what the SA has said you will be able to apply for +1 post count in the maintenance thread for this thread. Since this was so new that will actually get everyone up to their correct postcount for this
][This thread will be left open until Thursday for any late joiners and will then be continued with an IC post from Neela. If you wish to make some form of post to regain your post count easily please do so before then.]
EDIT: I managed to recover all the responses through Google Cache. Working them into this now.
