Eyrie Pack Call 1 (all pack members)

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T-u.l.a.r-i

She had fire in her soul
It was easy to see
How the devil himself could be pulled out of me
There were drums in the air
As she started to dance
Every soul in the room keeping time with their hand.

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ooc; Hey guys! Time for a meeting with everyone and their brothers and sisters and extended family members. Not sure what we'll talk about, but this is also a sort of roll call I suppose. I'm not going to post again on here until every member has posted ONCE. <3 The list below is the total list of members in the pack, if I've missed you, pm me and I'll fix it. ~<3

members; Tulari, Alue, Alkali, Hyk, Cyra. Ezio, Temiron, Silmarillion, Persephone, Padge, Griffin, & Lexington.

[... The black and brown alphess shook her shaggy pelt as she gained her feet. She looked about with golden eyes, spying some of the members of her pack, and knowing that others were still out in the farther reaches. Her eyes travelled around the den site, and the bowl that she knew would magnify her howl so that all the members would hear and come at her behest. Tulari's golden eyes held a shadow of worry in them, the Njals were a major threat to her Pack, and though there had been no outright assault, she knew that small spats and fights had taken place in both territories. And being clever, Tulari knew that the last thing she needed was a war -- even though she knew her pack out numbered the Njals, they were more warrior than her pack mates.

Tulari's mind was partly fixed on a manner to prevent outright fighting -- both lands were good, they had food, water; anything a happy pack could ask for. Yet she felt it in her blood as she assumed the Njals did: the need to claim both portions or at least drive out the other pack. Tulari's head hung, and her tail stayed straight up as she lifted up her head and let out a soft howl, she winced inwardly, cursing her softly spoken voice. She howled again - as loudly as she could, pleased when her pathetic howl bounced off the bowl of their den site and echoed further out. Tulari's haunches set down as she waited for her pack mates to hear the call and arrive. While she waited for the rest of the pack to gather, her eyes closed and she thought back to her old pack.

They had had none of this turmoil, and Tulari had hardly expected to ever see this, she sighed softly before looking back up again. She had to think of something instead of outright fighting, her thoughts turned back to that year ago near Yggdrasil. Remembering smell of age-old blood was enough to make the fae loose her appetite. She wanted to avoid spilling fresher blood at all costs, but she would not run, and neither would her pack. ...]

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Like a piece to the puzzle that puzzle into place
You could tell how we felt from the look on our faces
We were spinning in circles with the moon in our eyes
No room left to move inbetween you and I
And we forgot where we were
And we lost track of time
And we sang to the wind as we danced through the night

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[Credo.degli.Assassini ♫]

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Hiding from the truth
His strange trough his thoughts
I can go exploring every corner of his soul
Life has to go on
You'll still find your way
I wanna feel alive
xxXxx۞xxXxx

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[glow=green,2,300]۩Ezio۩[/glow]

۩The baron moved from his perch of look out, and glanced out toward the heart of the lands. Pack meeting? He grinned slightly, those white ivories of his flashing through the light. He willed his limbs to carry him forward, and with one tremendous bound he lept from the boulder, and landed easily on the soft terra. He rolled his shoulders, rotating them. He glanced about once, then twice with those mocha colored eyes that held intelligence, and like clock work his muscles set in on the task of getting him from where he stood, to where he had to be. His shaggy canvas painted with a variety of different browns, tans, and blacks rolled when his titanium like muscles rolled, and bunched beneath it. Long dagger like claws sunk into the terra as he braced himself for the long descend down the hill. He skillfully made his way down without dis-lodging a pebble, or much less blades of grass. Yes, it was easy to see that he was skilled in the manner of moving down the area. How quiet he moved. How easily death could be brought on to someone if they provoked him. It loomed around him in the atmosphere, but no immediate danger was seen.

۩۩Finally he had finished the long descent down, and paused by the river to quench his thirst. His mouth had felt like it had been on fire before. He dipped his head and lapped up the water with his pink tongue. He allowed it to linger in his closed jowls for a few moments, before swallowing, and turning back to the task on hand. He moved forward into a well set lope, his mind set on one thing now: getting to the Alphess. His audits perked forward as he listened for any potential danger. He knew that technically he wasn't the packs assassin, but then again, in a way he was. That's who he was. What he did. What his back ground was. His plume swayed in the air as he moved through the bush, and foliage with dexterity, and amazing balance. He had to pause at the edge of the river because of the rapids. It would be suicide to try and swim across. So, with the slightest of ease he picked himself up, and crossed fallen tree. He had to get there. With a 'oof' he landed on the terra, and made the final sprint to the heart of the lands.

۩۩۩He came from the brush, and felt oddly pleased with himself that he had been among one of the first to show for the pack meeting. He slowed his lope down into a well controlled walk, and slowly made his way toward his alpha. The only one he would answer to for his future actions. He cleared his throat, and said "Buona giornata, (good day) Alpha." He greeted, and dipped his head to her in respect. Amazingly, he hadn't called her fiore{flower}, or something along those lines. He would have normally done that. Only, she was his alpha, and deserved the up-most respect he had. His lyrics still had that bit of charm to them. After all, he was Italian. And that accent was still showing. After a few moments, he drew his muscles together to sit back on his haunches, and fell silent for he was sure she would speak when she felt the need too. Besides, they had to wait for the others to show up as well. In any case, he was here. And waiting.

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I've lock the door
Deep inside
Different memories
I've lock the door, deep inside,different stories...
What about you? What about me?[
xxXxx۞xxXxx

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[glow=green,2,300]۩The Assassin۩[/glow]

[Madey(Hatter)]

Alue was sitting down on a rock, her eyes narrowd at the tree only inches away from her. She took a breath feeling very stupid for glaring at a tree. If it was an animal she would have attacked it. A low growl escaped her maw as her tail swayd angrily behind her. Her auds flickerd back against her skull. Only minuts later she took a breath and relaxed herself. 'This is stupid.' she thought to herself.

Then the alpha's call echoed in her auds. Another snarl came from her maw. Alue wasn't even sure if the fae was good enought to maintain a pack of wolves, maybe soft and not so powerful wolves, but she didn't think the alpha could handle her to be exact. Fire in her orbs danced malicously as she thought about chalenging the fae to prove herself, but she then knew that the fae helped Alue wake up. Though all she had to say was Alue. She snorted and rose from her position and walked towards the alpha's scent. It tickled her nose, but she knew she was going the right way, because there was a weak smell, which was the alpha, then there was a strong familiar scent, which she guessed was Ezio. She seemed pleased that he was there right now, so maybe he could help her out with not fighting with anyone. Myabe he could bump her when she started to get out of hand so he could remind her.

When she got there she gave the alpha a look then dipped her head towards her and Ezio. Her auds still pinned tightly to her skull as she tried to calm herself so she wouldn't attack anyone. She sat next to Ezio so he could help her out a bit. She took another breath, though that didn't seemed to help. The thing that really did suck was that, the evil voice was in her head again and she was afraid she wouldn't beable to do nothing about it....

[RyeRunner]

A small,green leaf had been conked astray(By a red squirrel,who scuttled about briefly-then settled down to a catnap in a lower bow of the tree)-waltzing it's way unknowingly towards Hyk,who had been dozing absently in the shade of a lone oak.It landed once,twice,then trice as his breath billowed in and out-pushing and pulling similar to the familiar cartoon situation.However the last stroke of breath lasted a short second less,giving the leaf way to his black snout. With a snort,a cough,then a gag,Hyk was "rudely" awakened.

With a huff he went on a eager hunt of the villain,then spied the red squirrel.A pup-ish growl emitted from the depths of his throat.The offender!He must pay! He charged full speed at the looming tree,then leaped,falling terribly short,and bruising his snout.But his spirit would prevail-he would get the squirrel.He just needed a plan.

However,prior to the moment he would not be able to,for the alpha's eerie cry had rang in his ears.Oh shoot!He cursed mentally.Then he cast a quick,belligerent glare towards the squirrel and growled softy-
"I'll get you next time-but for now-my worst regards!"and he stormed off in a bitter mood down a slight hill.Sadly,there was a slightly dried-out stream bed(quite small,too) engraved in the earth.Being naturally clumsy he fell head over heels into the mud held within.With the last bit of pride he could muster,Hyk hulled himself over the edge and scrambled into the meeting area.Huffing,Hyk sat down to catch his breath.Then he galloped over to were Alue and Ezio were waiting and sat by them,curious to hear what the new Alpha had to say.

[Wolfy]

[Note: Pardon the language ]

Laying in the sun is pretty fun if you ask Griff. But if you do ask she would just say boring as hell. That's why she only dose it when shes bored out of her mind which would be right about now. Her orange fur almost glows in the sunlight. Her mix match eyes just staring at the wolves that are just chilling around the dens. Nothing much going on in the pack just wolves doing what ever they normally do. When the new alpha besides to call a pack rally. She howls calling everyone here to the dens.

A male member arrives and says something in some odd manor then said good day. He had a strong accent, maybe Italian, but it rolled off his tongue smoothly. The male bowed his head in respect then slowly sat. Griff was laying down almost ignoring the call but that would be rude, not that she cared about being rude or not, so she slowly rose. When a female arrived but this female did not seem like a stable soul. The female quickly dipped her head to the alpha and sat next to the male.

Griff quickly stretches her back and trots up next to the alpha and bows her head and says. "Your captain m'lady." Griff raises her head and trots over to the male dips her head. She trots over to the female dips her head again then moves to the spot next to her and plants her orange rear to the ground. She looks over at the alpha and waits for more wolves to arrive. Just thinking to her self "Why in the name of god do i have to sit through this when I'm probably not going to say one word. This is a waist of my time."

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[rayn]

All souls are quiet,
His past is a mess.
Thoughts strung out and..evil
But he must stay on his best.

.::***/Temiron\***::.

• Not a sound did stir as the sun shimmered about, a quite fine day lay ahead and lazing about in the sun a lone male was. Fur a shimmering hue of browns and golds, highlighted with a few tans here and there. Outstretched limps, head plopped upon the ground in a care-free manor while his lanky form was just limp it seemed.
  
  
• What a relaxed manor it looked for him to be in, oh so very free the male seemed to be. Nothing was bothering him in the least, slitted eyes opened fractionally to view around the terrain atop the boulder of which he was lazing about 'pon. Just if it could stay this way for the day Temiron would be quite content, well that and a pretty little fae to play with. Oh how that was so much fun.
  
  
• Pictures of a small black fae flashed through his mind, her gem green globes smiling at him, trusting in him and making everything better. A snarl let loose from deep within his chest as vicious words echoed in his mind. You were the one who left me, not the other way around! YOU PROMISED YOU'D COME BACK! And where are you now? Did you expect for me to keep hoping for this long Lillien? I can't take it anymore! His gaze had gone gold, oh yes Tem was irritated with the fey at the moment.
  
  
• Just when he got up to pace about, sharp claws clacking against the stone beneath his feet, a howl with power yet a weakness in it echoed through the place. Oh it was the Alphess of the pack, Temiron must reply to it, it would be oh so improper and rude not to do so, especially since she was his Alphess at the moment. Another soft snarl escaped his maw as easily his paws hit the ground, loping forward the male made his way through the trees.
  
  
• Like a bullet he darted forward, and soon enough appeared within the clearing den where the meeting was to be held. With the utmost respect that he could muster at the moment above his aggravation Tem went forward and dipped his crown to the queen. "Good day m'lady. I hope all is fairing well yes?" Gaze with gold streak now starting to fade he looked up to her with a small smile before backing away, turning elegantly and dipping his crown again towards the others.
  
  
• Seeing a fey alone he smiled softly and went forward, stopping before her his dome went down regally. Returning back up he smiled seductively. "Hello there madame, may I sit by you, or is this place reserved dear?" With that he waited for her answer, eyes smoldering.
  

[Madey(Hatter)]

ooc- Rayn, who is he talking too?

[«me•fluffy»]

ALKALI

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The howl coiled around his auds, sinking into his brain and settling within the nervous system, making his muscles tensen as his dome spun to gaze at the direction of the call. The call rang with power and pride, vigalance and glory. The Alphess. A grin played upon his black satin lips, claws raking at the earth as his muscled yet nimble pillars carried him over this new terra. His auds were back upon his crown, nose twitching as he smelt the unfamiliar scents of many others, except for Alue of course of whom had welcomed him along Bjorn's Pass.

His plume twitched as he slowed, the smells of the brutes and faes smacking him in the face. For a moment he hesitated to enter the den site, golden gaze looking from lupine to lupine. New to the lands, new to the wolves. Shaking his onyx black hide, the fluffy strands fluffing out more thanks to the muggy mountain air hinted with a cool breeze, he strode to where the others resided. The grey femme of which he reconized sat beside an unfamiliar Baron of which held no familiar scent to him. He moved swifty, dome low for he was not sure if Alue had mentioned him or not to the Alphess, although she might already know of his prescense considering the strong musky scent of which lingered about him.

He pressed his muscular frame to the terra, the light of the day blanketing his coat and giving that pure black pelt of his a brownish tint. His golden chasms remained locked upon the earth for a moment, trying not to draw the attention of wondering eyes to himself. One of his forepaws were pressed over the other, folded before his chest of which was rising and falling lightly with soft breaths. A gentle mist arose off his nostrils as his breath met the gentle breeze of which wrapped around him now, sending a shiver down his spinal cord. Eventually his gaze wandered, looking to the other lupines of which were focussed upon the Alphess.

[rayn]

OOC: He is talking to Griff

[Wren]

[Cyra]

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[/color]She had only been gone from the dens for but a moment; her thirst had overcome her and the cave she had been hiding in provided little satisfaction. So from the shadows of one of the smaller dens she retreated, moving swiftly through the cover of the darkness to a nearby stream. Thinking she would not be missed, Cyra lapped at the water with unsheltered greed, lowering her guard for the brief moment she was alone.

Two howls erupted through the night-silence, the first weaker than the second. Recognizing the sound as Tulari's call, Cyra lifted her muzzle from the water, licking her chops. One of her ears flicked back, acknowledging the sound, while the other stayed forward to keep the Betess alert of her surroundings. A meeting then, to discuss the pack's situation with the Njal and various rogues. Lifting her head completely, Cyra stretched her long legs and shook her head, clearing any water from her face.

She trotted then, to the main den. Tulari's howls had echoed through the various caves and into the valley, but based upon the scent signatures she was receiving from a certain direction; Alue, Tulari, Hyk, Ezio, Griff, Alkali, and Temiron, blended together in a single space. She was late then, considering the amount of wolves already present. No matter, her presence was never that important anyway.

Cyra stuck to the shadows still, keeping from making her presence known to the other wolves, aside from her smell. Easily, she skirted the rim of the den, coming to the front of the small crowd that was beginning to gather in front of Tulari. Taking her place near the Alphess, Cyra laid upon the cool rock, nodding her acknowledgments to the greater fea.[/size]~[/blockquote][/blockquote]

[Peach]

Ooc; I don't really know where everyone is, so
Skreleen won't really be communicating with any
of her packmates... Though she wouldn't do that
anyway. Haha!

I would read through everything, but I'm at school
and I fear I won't be able to type up a decent reply
and read through everything in the hour I have.

Let's hope this alright.

Skreleen's soft footfalls crunched through the snow as she made her way to the innermost area of her packland. Her creamy colored coat blend in perfectly here, hiding her from prying eyes. This was a safe place with few dangeorus predators, but her need for isolation had driven her off the beaten trail and she now took the long way to the heart of the Eyrie pack.

Her muzzle, pink with blood, murmured an incoherent curse word. She'd been interrupted in one of her meals, the gentle call of Tulari pulling at her limbs until she had abandoned the fat corpse of a rock rat.

The shuffling sounds of many wolves soon greeted her ears. She found her way to the edge of the bowl which served as the Eyrie dens. She had the perfect vantage point here, able to see everyone and hear everything without the need for socialization. The sight of so many bodies made her squirm in discomfort. She really disliked being this close to others.

She gave a small cough, hoping that Tulari would hear her. Distance-wise, Tulari only sat around ten meters from her.