Dare to Speak *MIST!*

[Ärï]

The black form of a large ebony brute could be seen padding through the Sheeran camp, followed by a scrawny tri-colored wolf the age of an older neophyte. Ebony and Reige glanced around warily as they approached the Alpha's den. Both had been exile from the Yozoran pack, well Reige exiled, Ebony just left. Both had been at the battle and had slipped away, waiting for things to calm down before daring to return and speak to Mist, the Sheeran alphess.

Ebony was an older wolf, growing into his age with his bright amber eyes beginning to fade and mist over, loosing their youthful fire and sharpness. Things appeared blurry in his eyes now but he moved with seeming ease, following the slight guide of the younger wolf beside him. Pausing, Ebony stood outside Mist's den, sniffing to see if the alphess was there.

"I think she's here" Reige clarified for the older wolf. "Are you sure this is a good idea?"

"Don't question your elders" Ebony barked, half joking. "Mist? Are you here?"

[Sivoncé™]

Mist emerged from the healer den, still coughing a bit. She would leave Anelie and Vance with Flower for the night. She didn't want to get anyone sick in the nursery...

She padded towards her den, ears and nose pricking up. Ebony and Reige of the Yozoran Pack were just outside of her den. She approached them, stifiling her coughs to speak with the wolves. "You called?"

[Ärï]

Ebony's misting eyes turned toward the femme's voice and he saw the blurry form of the Alphess. Out of instinct Reige tensed a little but Ebony ignored it, looking relaxed and calm. "Yes we did, sorry to disturb you." Ebony's black ears flicked. He heard coughing. The sickness had spread. It saddened him to know that but the brute put those thoughts aside. "We've come to ask for acceptance to your pack. The Yozorans have, to say the least, changed and not in a good way. Their attack was enough to tell me that."

Reige stood beside Ebony patiently. He was nearly warrior age yet had never been mentored, not really. Ebony had taught him what he could but Reige knew Ebony was starting to count his seasons more carefully now, especially with failing eyesight.

[Sivoncé™]

Mist looked at Ebony for a long time, saying nothing. She could taste the sincerity in his words, but what of Reige? She regarded them both for a while longer before she nodded slowly. "Come, then. We'll have a pack meeting..." She decided.

[Ärï]

Reige met Mist's eyes as the alphess stared from Ebony to him. Reige would follow Ebony because he knew the brute had good judgement, and had acted as a father to him for several moons. As long as the Sheerans proved an improvement from the Yozorans, Reige would more the happy to do as Mist wished.

Ebony nodded to Mist. "Thank you" he said in his calm tones. "A wolf with failing eyesight has little place among a pack but my nose is as good as ever. Reige is young, a bit rebellious but he can still be taught."

[Sivoncé™]

Mist glanced at Ebony, respect but concern for the elder wolf. "Ebony..." she paused, hoping not to offend the warrior. "You are a great warrior, and I do not doubt your abilities, but you have also been around a great many moons. Perhaps your place would be among the seniors now," she suggested lighty.

[Ärï]

Ebony inclined his head at Mist's suggestion. "Yes perhaps it is" Ebony said with a sigh. "I've been counting my seasons for a while now, sadly they aren't as kind as they once were."

Reige let out a barely audible whine of concern, topaz eyes wondering to the black wolf. Reige had been treated as an adopted son by Ebony. The idea that his seasons were starting to wind down wasn't a welcome one in his mind.

"I'll take a place among your seniors Mist" Ebony said, nodding politely to the alphess, her form blurred in his misting eyes.