MOONLESS MEETING (SEPT. 28TH)

[Sivoncé™]

((Sorry this is two days late, guys -- I TOTALLY had a brain fart on this. Well, yeah, so basically we'll just get everyone here, give pack news, bicker about the smoke and maybe stirr up some drama.
Oh, and Pyre is gonna have to speak for Lirenia. ))

The flame-pelted femme was at the head of her pack, paws weaving carefully along soot-stained pathways. She herself was rubbed with grime and black here and there, but she didn't seem to notice. And if she did, she most certainly didn't care about such things at this moment in time.
Fireflight had a lot on her mind and she led the Destinians into the misted clearing. There were Siverian and Yozoran scents over the border. We need to make it clear that this will not be tolerated. She was deeply unsettled by this fact. A Siverian and Yozoran alliance? Weren't the Siverians supposed to still be closer to the Destinians than the Yozorans? They had come so close to a war only a few moons ago...
And why were things still flooded with smoke when it had been a moon? Yes, there was a lot to be said at this meeting.
Well, here it goes.
The new alphess took her station on the twilight stone, awaiting the arrival of the other packs and leaders.

[chickenmuffin]

Daniel rose up onto his hind legs, kicking out playfully with his front, imitating a horse to the point of trying to whinny. His 'mane' was fluffed up behind him, and his tail swished from side to side. "Neeeeeeeeiiiiigh!" He called out, thumping onto all fours and breaking into an ill-constructed gallop, it was hard to get his feet down in a different order than he was used to- let alone trying to go fast as well.
The proud figure of the wolf thundered into the clearing, and leapt into the air, yelling out another neigh. Mixing a deer up with a horse, he lowered his head and tried to rutt a wolf who had settled on the grass. He growled playfully but the wolf looked up once then closed its eyes, relaxing in a moment.
Daniel started to prance around like an offended stallion in its prime. Snorting at the wolf who continued to ignore him with quiet dignity.

[wandering]

Talisman loped into the area and woofed softly, her orbs filled with curiosity and slight excitement. This was her first moonlight meeting. She looked around, wondering where Lirenia, Pyre and the rest of the Sheerans were. The only Sheeran she really knew was Fang. Where is everyone? She sighed and sat down in the long grass, her white pelt shining in the moonlight. The snowy white femmora spotted a fiery pelted female sitting on the Twilight Stone. She cocked her head curiously at her, before realizing that she was most probably a Alpha of one of the other packs. She averted her gaze and closed her eyes, sighing happily as a warm breeze swept over her, and she waited for any of the Sheerans to arrive.

[Kismet//Accalia]

The light fray paws of Styx bounded silently through the forest as he headed for the clearing. He didn't see anyone from his pack yet; not that he knew who was in his pack. He stopped once, licked the soot off his pawpads, then continued on. Even thought a lot of terrible events had happened, he was excited to be going to his first Moonless Meeting. I wonder what is happening with the other packs. Were they attacked, too?

[Sivoncé™]

Carolina was among the entering Destinians, her gray, lofty coat ruffled slightly in a small autumnal breeze. The young femme had not been to a moonless meeting in many moons, for her dearest pups had kept her in the Destinian nursery for a very long time. But now that her pups were starting to grow a bit older, nearing neophyte age, she felt a little better about leaving them in the paws of the other warriors at home. And besides, she felt she needed to hear what was said at the meeting.

Meg bounded after Styx down the murky slope. She stopped at his side, peering through squinted eyes at the other wolves as they began to arrive. "I wonder what happened to everyone else?" She nodded towards Weed, a Siverian warrior that had arrived. "He doesn't look so good. In fact, nobody really looks so fantastic."

Weed trudged into the clearing with his head down, not really wishing to speak with anyone. He padded towards a shadowed area near the Eternal tree and sat, gazing through empty eyes at the faces before him. I wonder if anyone else was attacked? Things don't look too positive here. Great Golden Wolf, please don't let them attack us at the meeting again....and the flames, I would appreciate if they would steer clear of us, too. He sighed, coughing slightly as he inhaled smoke.
And that's going to be a problem, too....

[Kismet//Accalia]

"I have a feeling all the packs will be talking about being attacked," said Styx, slowly. He continued looking at every wolf he saw, trying to see if they had any signs of an injury. I wonder if anyone was killed at the battle. It seemed to come and go so fast.

[Sivoncé™]

Meg nodded her small head in agreement, paws shuffling uneasily. "I hope they work it out peacefully -- we have no time for sparring with this mess going on.... Last time we had problems, the dividing lines got real bad..." she woofed, remembering the way the four packs had nearly warred bitterly. "...I mean, we don't even know what's going on, not a clue. I just hope they can put their differences aside. I don't think the Sheerans have had any bad dealings with the other packs this moon...." she thought aloud. But we did have bad run ins of a different breed...

More wolves began to arrive in the clearing ; the Sheeran siblings, Natalia and Solaris, lighted into the clearing side by side in high contrast of white and black; the four Yozoran warriors, a close bond of friends, Lyell, Olive, Crow, and Saskia entered the Twilight Clearing and peered around for their other friend, Ligua; the slender and shimmering form of Freya could be seen, eyes glinting with lightning shards of grief, anger, agony.

[cowgirl]

The silver fur of the female rippled like moonlight waters she walked into the clearing. She held her head at a proud angle but not to were she was trying to dominates everyone. Her tail was at a proud yet very respectful angle.
She looked at the faces of wolves around her, as her cool blue eyes swept over them all she smiled inside and remained calm on the out. She wasn't going to look like a stupid pup in front of all these wolves.

[.Rabid Lycan.]

"Watch out for that rock!"
Ashai's harsh whisper managed to successfully direct Toss away from a potential accident, with the Beta quickly jumping over a stone in his path.
Ashai merely rolled his eyes, wondering how his father could have gotten promoted to the rank of Beta when he rarely remembered how to put one paw in front of the other.
Thankfully, Toss did not repeat the incident of the previous meeting, and sat at full attention near the Alphas.

Thank GoldenWolf Rapier thought, noticing how Toss failed to trip this time around. Seconds later, his mind was somewhere else, lost deep in his past...

Lance seemed to slink into the clearing, not lifting his head nor making eye contact with anyone else in the clearing. He was trying his best to care for his children, but now without the distraction of his parental responsibilities dangling in front of him, he was nothing short of distraught.
Tail dragging on the ground, he sat down to one side of the clearing, earlier than most of his pack... but not caring at the same time.

[chickenmuffin]

Daniel's mood calmed as more wolves arrived. He looked around, scorning the other pack wolves whilst he grinned impishly at them all.
Ooh yesh! That smelly Sheeran over there, hahahah. He dropped to the ground, and rolled himself in the sweet grass, panting loudly and kicking his paws up in the air. No audiable laughter came from him, but his mirth was easy to see. Smelly Siverians, smelly Yorzans.

Chicken Muffin treaded lightly in, worrying that she was late. On a glance she banished her fears and howled her arrival, looking around for someone to talk to. Her eyes locked on Weed, thinking he was feeling isolated she trotted over, passing a strange wolf which seemed to be having a fit on the floor. "Hey ho" She greeted him, trying unsuccessfully to salute with a paw. "How goes it wolf?" Her furry head was cocked to the side curiously.

[Sivoncé™]

((....the grass was probably burned away from the fire....))

Weed lifted his head to see Chicken Muffin, then caught Daniel rolling around like a lunatic on the ground. Weed sighed, slightly embarressed that he appeared to be more sober and solemn than the Destinian warrior. He glanced at Chicken Muffin again and shrugged, looking down at his paws again. "Well, pretty shitty." This was an honest statement, not a cocky or mean one.
Ever since the battle, he couldn't get images of Mystic or Corsivo from his tired head.

[cowgirl]

Moonwind sat silently subdued under a tree and watched the wolves. She lifted a paw and licked a scar not realizing what she was doing. Her eyes trailed to the wolf rolling on the ground. She lifted and eyebrow confused deeply.

She shook her head to look away from him and her ind trailed to her brother. [i]'He is out there somewhere...'

[/i][/b] Slowly she looked to the sky. She didn't mind being alone, or not talking, but she missed her brother. She knew he was out there in search for his true self. She turned back to the wolves and looked around for a wolf she knew, but she didn't know that many.[/blockquote][/center]

[Destiny]

Fyren, flanked by Michio on the left and Vetra Vaticana on the right, slid into the clearing. Sothis was in front of the three wolves, Silas behind. And, of course, the silver damsel Svel not far off to the side.

Lyra and Anora, from Yozoran pack, had slipped into the clearing now as well. Both looked tired, and clearly the hunting had been difficult lately.

Selia, Tiah and Zethro entered together, Pyre leading his small family and, most likely, the rest of the Sheerans into the meeting. Giving the two younger faes brotherly licks on the head, and sharing a quick shoulder lick with Zethro, the brute bounded off. Paws would carry him towards the Twilight stone tonight.

Kicha kept herself hidden in the shadows for now.

Liria bounded into the clearing from the Siverian Pack. Yoru pausing in the woods to talk to someone most likely.

Iver was a truly sorry sight. As a matter of fact, he stumbled and tripped, falling a few times, before he was even in the clearing. Poor wolf.

[cowgirl]

Moonwind watched the stumbling wolf. Slowly she walked to him and spoke warmly concern in her voice,"Hello sir. Can I help you to a good spot?" She braced her shoulder in case he decided he wished for help. She smiled kindly at him.

[Njack]

Ligua entered. His thoughts, as usual, were elsewhere. At least he didn't fall this time.

I wonder if anyone will notice the tree we propped up... Well, if it hasn't been dismantled yet.

Nectar also padded in. It was last time that the fire happened... I don't know if it's safe here. Well, if the leaders say its safe, good enough for me. I think.

She lay down and sniffed the burnt grass.