((Phone post! Please excuse the poor quality!))
Rufus was gone. Mari was gone. Solomon had vanished, and Orion was dead. It didn’t take much insight to see that the Evergreen Wolves weren’t doing so well lately in terms of, well, surviving. And it didn’t take much insight to see how damaging it was to the few remaining members of the pack. With dwindling numbers and a sea of pups, could things possibly get any worse?
It was just that morning when Alina left; leaving her pack and pups behind with little word as to where she was going or why; but having only one point being made clear. She wasn’t coming back.
That left the EW with three adults, 10 children, and a very, very, angry Achilles who had spent multiple hours after the revelation angrily stomping about the territory in an attempt to make sense of it all. The stomping resided into a walk, then the walk resided into a crash, and then the crash led to the present time, in which Achilles was perched upon a rock in the smaller clearing contemplating her options. Or lack of options, rather. There was no way in hell they’d be able to survive as a pack under these circumstances, And Achilles knew that. But there really weren’t a lot of ways to resolve this, and while Achilles was completely open to suggestions, it was highly unlikely that any of them would end up working out in the longrun.
That didn’t change the need for a pack meeting, she supposed. Standing up upon the rock, she howled for the remainder of her Kin.
((Loose posting order. Each new round starts with Achilles.))
Dec 27, 2017 08:40 PM
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