Affili
Neither here, nor there.
Talvaxious
Pack : Mountain
Talvaxious was confident that the effects of his power would linger with Ayka long enough to get her moving and was also pleased that one of the Mist pack wolves had decided to comfort her as best they knew how. It was far more than the hardened Elder would have been able to offer the she-wolf Time had taken a brutal toll on him after all and he found it difficult to relate to those that were so subject to emotions. It had hurt his heart to see the loss of Ryka, but even now, that pain had been reduced to a dull thud at the back of his mind as he nodded in agreement to Tael's directives and soon he found himself leading the merged pack of wolves. He maintained his position until he sensed Fuzen's presence then allowed himself to drop a few paces behind the Mist Beta in a display of silent respect to the Beta's position that only Talvaxious himself would likely notice. He did manage to take notice of Fuzen as he beckoned to Clara for her to join him. If the Elder had any sort of reaction to it, no other wolf would notice. Perhaps it was time for their history's to merge once again just as it had been before the sickness all those moons ago.
Although Talvaxious had been sent to the front of the group, he saw no reason to maintain that constant position and would often drop back on the outskirts of the group to ensure that no wolves were falling too far behind then soon return to his position off to the side of Fuzen. He followed the Beta's glance skyward, unsure at exactly how long they had been on the move. They would have to call a halt at some point to give the wolves a chance to rest. Their wounded still had to be tended too, Physical and emotional pain would have to be addressed and a slight shutter washed over the Elder as he dreaded the moment when the urgency that was keeping them all moving would finally be allowed to disperse.
As he moved back and forth through out the masses, he allowed his mind to wander slightly, sparing moments to glance at their surroundings but it would not take long for him to become frustrated with his loss of memory of the No Man's Lands.
He had roamed these Lands for the beloved Luna knew how long, but it all was a blur to him. Those clouded memories only becoming clear for brief moments when he would remember the taste of blood on his tongue, or his haunting howls echoing through the Lands.
Pack : Mountain
Talvaxious was confident that the effects of his power would linger with Ayka long enough to get her moving and was also pleased that one of the Mist pack wolves had decided to comfort her as best they knew how. It was far more than the hardened Elder would have been able to offer the she-wolf Time had taken a brutal toll on him after all and he found it difficult to relate to those that were so subject to emotions. It had hurt his heart to see the loss of Ryka, but even now, that pain had been reduced to a dull thud at the back of his mind as he nodded in agreement to Tael's directives and soon he found himself leading the merged pack of wolves. He maintained his position until he sensed Fuzen's presence then allowed himself to drop a few paces behind the Mist Beta in a display of silent respect to the Beta's position that only Talvaxious himself would likely notice. He did manage to take notice of Fuzen as he beckoned to Clara for her to join him. If the Elder had any sort of reaction to it, no other wolf would notice. Perhaps it was time for their history's to merge once again just as it had been before the sickness all those moons ago.
Although Talvaxious had been sent to the front of the group, he saw no reason to maintain that constant position and would often drop back on the outskirts of the group to ensure that no wolves were falling too far behind then soon return to his position off to the side of Fuzen. He followed the Beta's glance skyward, unsure at exactly how long they had been on the move. They would have to call a halt at some point to give the wolves a chance to rest. Their wounded still had to be tended too, Physical and emotional pain would have to be addressed and a slight shutter washed over the Elder as he dreaded the moment when the urgency that was keeping them all moving would finally be allowed to disperse.
As he moved back and forth through out the masses, he allowed his mind to wander slightly, sparing moments to glance at their surroundings but it would not take long for him to become frustrated with his loss of memory of the No Man's Lands.
He had roamed these Lands for the beloved Luna knew how long, but it all was a blur to him. Those clouded memories only becoming clear for brief moments when he would remember the taste of blood on his tongue, or his haunting howls echoing through the Lands.
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