The Arrival {EVERYONE OVER HERE!}

[Sivoncé™]

Mist led her pack down into the unfamiliar clearing. The last stars of night had faded, and the sun was breaking on the horizon. A thin layer of snow was upon the ground, and it crunched slightly underpaw and she proceeded forward. They'd been walking for about an hour. She glanced around, scenting the air. Slowly, the smallest of smiles appeared on her face. "White Mist....we're here."

And it was true. At last, after countless days of travelling across the Mountains of Endless Winter, they had arrived at their new home. The pack had been badly affected by the death and destruction they'd witnessed the previous day, but the sights before them now would give them hope.

The mountains sparkled white above them, and the sound of rushing water was heard not far off. The trees were blanketed in the lightest dusting of frost. "We're home."

Annelise limped forward. She looked around at the rest of Silver Mist, wondering if what Mist had said was true. But where was her mother? Why had there been so much red water back there? And when would her mother come back? Annelise was still unaware that Siveria would never come back, or at least not in the way Annelise wanted. However, a cool, refreshing breeze blew over the wolves in the valley. The wind carried a familiar scent; the scent of an old friend. Winter was here; Siveria was here.

[nighty!]

Flower was behind a couple of other wolves that were following Mist, the leader of the White Mist pack. Yes... that's great!

[/color] She thought to herself. It was a good thing that the traveling was over. Plus that it would give some of the pups to rest.[/right]

Yes Kunai was tired from all that walking and from the battle watching was very deadly which did get him some nightmares just from watching them fight. He walked between Star and Stephen relized that he was about five moons now. It was a good thing that he is a moon older now finally took him a while enough.

Stephen was on Kunai left side just walking slow enough to Kunai can catch up but fast enough to stay with the pack. "Did you hear that Kunai? Were here!" He woofed at the black pup with excitement.

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Star smiled at Kunai and Stephen. "Kunai, you'll be able to start your taining soon!" She wondered if Kunai would like training. Most wolves did, but now and then you had a wolf who just...didn't. Kunai certainly had potential, she she decided that yes, Kunai would enjoy pack life to its fullest extent.

She glanced nervously at Stephen. Had he heard what she had said back in the mountains? Did he care? She pondered this silently. She anxiously kneaded the ground with her paws.

[nighty!]

(OOPS! I just knowest that I put Itachi at Blood mist I will fix it later.)

Training...

Training will be fun for Kunai because he really never had to do that before and the the first times was always fun but then once it's review then it like I don't want to do that, I already did that before. Thankfully that the pup wont do that because abandon is far out worst than training. "Yay! The black pup barked with excitement. His tail wagged really fast.

Stephen knowest Star looked at him nervously. "Hey Star, is there something wrong? He asked her. It really made him nervous when she was nervous because it could mean anything.[/center]

Itachi only walked by himself with no emotion.

[Ärï]

Azari limped toward Mist. His head was low and he looked old and tired, his scrawny form still blood-matted. His blurry eye now had a slash over it, his fur torn. Ari looked at Mist and smiled tiredly. "We made it Mist, because you led us."

[Kismet//Accalia]

Accalia and Gaara tried to keep pace with everyone else, but their hearts were filled with grief. Accalia jumped at the littlest sounds. Verlust is dead... but so is Siveria. She sighed and ran a few paces in front of her brother. "Come on," she whispered. "We don't want to be left behind."

Gaara nodded and ran next to her. He kept his eyes to the ground, remembering everything that happened in the battle.

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Mist smiled a bit. "You're too kind to me, Azari. I feel like I should've done more for....Siveria..." She sighed. She'd never been especially close with the Silver Mist alphess, but she still felt the weight of her death. The only leader left from the old forest now, truly, was Destiny. And rumour had it Destiny's lives were counting down, too.

Mist padded forward slightly, so that all packs could see her. She waited for the other three leaders. They'd have to lay down a few basic rules before heading their seperate ways again. Mist had thought about this much, and it made most sense, to her at least, to follow the borders that Shimmering Mist, Blood Mist, Storm Mist, and Night Mist had layed down. After all, those wolves had known these lands better than them. And another thing was names. This was the third era, and that called for the packs to take on new names.

Star glanced at Stephen, unsure of how to say what was on her mind. "It's...nothing," she woofed, unsatisfied. She flicked dried blood from her ears and blinked her tired eyes shut. She opened them after a few moments, but she looked weary and worn as ever.

Ember limped towards the back of her pack. Her back left leg was twisted backwards and still oozing blood. Her usual aura of pricklyness had vanished completely. Her eyes were hard and emotionless. It seemed as if she was a completely different wolf.

Carolina and Nirvana loped along with the Grey Mist wolves. They kept their heads down and didn't say much. Both faes were mourning and hurting inside. Carolina had lost her best friend and lover, Blue Moon. Nirvana had lost Emmett, her brother and only friend.

Sharpie kept up with the front of his pack. The usual pep in his step was absent now. It seemed even the most studalicious of wolves couldn't smile now. He looked up to Night, wondering what was going to be said at this short meeting.

[nighty!]

Kunai was still walking at the same paste as Star and Stephen were. What would have happen in his main part of life nevered happened. If his parents were colorest. If he was never born. A lot really to Star because... the abandoned wolf pup wouldn't be there. Skysong would have never knew. No conversation. No nothing. Not that he changed the world but you don't know what would happen if you were never there. Kunai tries not to think about that often.

Normally when you say that it's nothing. It means that something is really buggin you for some magical reason but the other wolf wouldn't know about it because they don't read minds or something. "It's only what you think," Stephen replied. It ment that was only Star's thought of question. The only way to find out if that she asks him.[/center]

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Star merely shrugged off Stephen's comment. This wasn't the time for any serious talks. Star was still bothered, but there were more important things to discuss now. She turned back to Mist and the alphess cleared her throat to speak.

"Wolves of all packs," Mist began firmly, "we have traveled far, and now we have arrived at our new home. As tradition states, the borders of Night Mist, Blood Mist, Shimmering Mist, and Storm Mist will be the borders of our new territories. And each pack must take on a new name. I have been thinking long and hard on this, and could think of no other name that fits better. White Mist will now be known as the Sheeran Pack in honor of our late, loved alphess, Sheera. Sheera gave much to her pack, and I only hope to be able to do the same for them. We will reside in the old territories of Blood Mist, for they are our ancestors, and that is law." She looked to Arroyo, Night, and Destiny. "The month grows late, friends. The Sheeran Pack will meet here again in January. Untill then, fare well." Mist nodded to her pack and set off, away from the other packs. Honestly, Mist wasn't at all sure where she was going. She went in the direction the legends told of;; Blood Mist had been the northernmost pack.

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Dusty had a strange look on his face. It would be hard to leave his friends. He sighed. How am I supposed to go back now?

Holly pranced up to Sharpie. "Cheer up, Honey Bun! We're HERE! Enjoy the snow! At least we know the winter goddess isn't Verlust!" she joked. Too bad she didn't know how right she was. "It's beautiful out here!"

Shinya yipped excitedly, dancing around Holly.

Torn was solemn. Nothing new there. As was Light, Tumbleweed, and Faun was just happy to be herself again. But one thing was missing... her pup. Her brother. Her dearest friend. Blue Moon was missing.

Tisana was buisy dashing from one wolf to the next, probably during the ENTIRE meeting. She was rather parinoid at the moment, and almost being killed in the most horrific war the forest (or mountains) has ever seen didn't help her parinoia. Or whatever.

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Sharpie frowned. "And what about Clove? Is she enjoying the snow right now?" He grunted, voice dull and detached. Sharpie shook his head and sighed with upset. He would never forgive himself for letting Clove leave again. Never.

Tyra winced and kneaded the ground with her paws. "Um...SVEND! I need...I need a healer! The pups are coming....the pups are coming NOW!" She wailed, back legs giving way. She plopped down on the ground and wept out of agony. "It....HURTS!"

Annelise looked up at the queen, concern forming in the young wolf's gaze. What had Magic told her about dulling pain? Poppy seeds? But that would make Tyra drowsy...the bearer would need her strength.... "I got it!" She squealed with delight. She only hoped this was the right thing... Annelise bounded over to where Magic kept the herbs and selected the one he'd called thyme. She dashed back over to Tyra and pushed the herb towards her. "It's to help relax you, and it WON'T make you tired!"

[Destiny]

Destiny sat near Sirius now.Having only just arrived.Short of two more lives.But her delicate snowy auds had caught each and every of Mist's words. The femme nodded. Sheeran Pack. A great tribute to Sheera. But what could she possibly name her pack?Destiny would'nt name her pack. For the femme decided, Sirius would.

Sothis sat as close to Sirius as possible.Eyes drifted up to the snowy alphess.SHe had less life about her now.Though she reeked of death and blood.

Svel curled herself around Kiari. Portecting the little fae.

[Ärï]

Sirius was tired and bone-wary. His silvery eyes were half closed and a deep gash was etched across his chest, his muzzle scarred now. His eyes were slightly darkened with exhustion but he kept his head high and scanned the crowd for Aliya and Skysong. He knew Sothis's look. Destiny had lost more lives.

Azari sighed softly and followed the alphess toward their new lands. Nova bounded up to him, followed by a battle-wary Gemini whom had kept an eye on her through the battle. Azari was glad to see them but still frightened though he didn't show it. Where was Tundra and Desel?

Bluefrost laid among the GreyMist wolves, simply dozing. She was so tired...

Silver sat near her friend and looked around for Zuni or Grug. Had they survived the battle? In all the commotion it was almost impossible to tell who was alive and who had been left behind. Silver hoped they were ok.

[nadira]

Watching the group of wolves move away, having heard the Alpha's sorrowed speech, Nadira thinks it is high time she and Akemi introduce themselves. Great transitions were probably the best time for new blood to arrive...hopefully.

Shaking out her luxurious black coat, she turns blue-green eyes to Akemi encouraging her with, "Well, come on, let's see if we can be part of a family again..." with only the barest hint of a nervous tremble in her voice.

She carefully moves to the place the Alpha had stood only moments before. She stands upright, her head not high nor lowered, an unthreatening but confident posture. She looks at the wolves present, swallowing the last of her uncertainty, and speaks in a soft, friendly tone, like speaking to nervous cubs before a hunt, "Welcome to what was the outer reaches of the Silverfall pack. My name is Nadira, the last daughter of Silverfall. *her voice is touched with sorrow as she continues* A week ago a strange, rogue pack moved in to our densite and killed every member of Silverfalls. From the Alphas to the small cubs mother had just borne. I would have been amoungst them had I not been scouting the outer reaches of our territory for a good hunt. Normally mother and I did that together, but as she just had the cubs..." she pauses, clears her throat again, takes a deep breath and continues, "I met Akemi here a few days later, she told me of the pack on the move. I have nothing at Silverfall anymore... I hoped that we could join one of your packs, to add to your strength, to work with your family and protect it from suffering the same fate as my own."

She falls silent, looking over the wolves that number in the clearing, hoping for a friendly voice amoungst them.

[Destiny]

The small silver, grey, white form of a pup was spotted amongst the many wolves. Pawsteps were so light they made no sound on the terrain. The little femme drifted througPash the many wolves of her pack. Past her battle worn kin. Past the snowy alphess. Little paws guided the young wolf towards the ebony femme and the other wolven. How old was the pup? A couple moons. Not old enough to be made a neophyte yet. Finally she ceased her movement in front of Nadira. The pup would be a darker blue ebony when fully grown. Soft blue eyes that were turning to amber with age gazed up at her. "Hello." Barked Akaira. Daughter of Destiny.