Cheers (and howls) arose from my Pack when the ground finally came into view, not long after the trees themselves became visible. Cil had been right about that; but I wasn't about to call a stop on the middle of the slope just to celebrate what we thought we saw – especially after just seeing it had almost sent a few of us over the edge.
But now that the snowy and pine-littered ground lay tantalizingly below us – visible at last over the jagged outcroppings and only about a hundred feet or so down – I allowed myself to feel some jubilation. The golden glow of dusk was just beginning now to tickle our foreheads, but there would still be enough time to reach the ground before it became too dark to see; still, I forced everyone to hurry.
"Carta! Move that barricade a bit more outward before driving it in, will you? I'd like to have more room behind the walls."The young man did as I asked, hefting the makeshift-but-sturdy wall closer to the mouth of the cave. I didn't want anything protruding where it could more easily be seen from the outside – but I did want as much space for my Pack as possible. The small barricades were temporary; once the outer walls themselves went up they would no longer be as necessary, but we would probably still keep them for the extra protection against the snow and – Luna forbid – invaders.Surry rushed by me, carrying an armful of stripped branches. I gave her a tight-lipped smile, but in truth, I was nervously excited.About t
Without warning, Cillium rushed me. His paws tore up the snow and his eyes were keen – he might've even frightened me if it weren't for that damn tongue he kept losing track of. "Good! Uhh- " I floundered. "Good aggression! Now, attack." Cil didn't need to be told twice before he leaped at me. We stood among the trees a small distance from our cave, making use of the brightness of day and the frost-bitten air for our own comfort: it had quickly become apparent that too many Shifters in one enclosed space – even one so large and surprisingly well-ventilated as ours – warmed up the room rather quickly. Especially when some of those wolves were putting in exercise. Cillium had already been told twice not to hold back too m
The lights were out. Night had fallen.Across the snowy-covered plain in which a great many small abodes rested, snoring could be heard coming frequently from within by anybody close enough passing by. Or not even that in some cases; these sounds could be quite loud.Several of these tents still lay in ruins. But, most of them had been tidied up to again create livable spaces. Nearly all of those who slept within were men – men in various stages of Shifting, some human, some animal. They tossed around occasionally whenever the cold night air fluttered through some opening or another, or when a sound from out in the night startled them awake. But mostly this Pack rested... gorged on the sp
~ Rufias ~You see, Veera had always been a woman of hardship: she had hard soles of her feet, hard-to-braid hair... she even had a truly menacing bite! But she also had hard taste in men. I think that many things about her – both the hardness that became her, and the gentleness which she nurtured – came as a result of the influences she'd allowed into her life. No fault of her own.Veera was a member of this Pack before me. When I first joined, it was after leaving a Pack further down south – one that had a better Alpha, in my opinion, but which had managed to fall apart during my tenure. It wasn't completely gone by then, but its members had become so distant an
~ Rufias cont. ~ It was probably for the best that we played it safe for a while, until some of Elemin's moodiness had passed and he obviously began seeking another mate to fill that space. I remember even getting used to just being a familiar acquaintance to Veera, as she was just so pleasant to be around and so talented at the things she did, that I couldn't help but feel grateful to just be among those she spent her time with. I even began thinking that I'd be happy if she found herself another mate – so long as that mate was better than me in every way, because Veera certainly deserved no less. And she certainly had no shortage of interested parties; though I'm sure all of them were also equally wary of their Alpha's potential wrath, even after the fact. Some of them were even un-mated th
Sometimes, when the world pulls its rug out from under you, you just have to embrace it. "Fuck him" I said viciously. "He deserved it. I do not blame you, Rufias, for committing an act that may well have been a mercy." My beloved friend's eyes told of an entire journey as he quietly accepted my words. He nodded once, but his lips moved in a way that spoke of volumes more to come. "Thank you, Rayla" he said. "Part of me already knew you would be on my side in this. I honestly can't blame you; I think I did right by us, too. I know that I certainly did right by Veera."
~ Cillium ~Sometime during the night I was awakened by an odd sound coming from deep-down below me. That didn't make too much sense: for one thing, I was sleeping on the floor of the cave. Only my blankets were beneath me. Sounds didn't usually come from further down than that. Secondly, it sounded like a woman speaking.I recognized that voice, though. I was sure I'd know it anywhere now that I'd heard it again, because before I wasn't sure, but now... now I had some context. And I thought it sounded female.However, it still wasn't a voice I had heard anywhere else b
Today heralded the final month of winter as we knew it. Everyone could feel the anticipation in the air as nature held its breath. Pretty soon, we would begin seeing signs of new growth peaking up from beneath the snow, and the water would start to thaw seeing the return of fish to hunt. I stood just outside our cave admiring my Pack's recent handiwork. This included a fenced-in area to be used for sparring, and a small, covered plot of earth suitable for planting as soon as that became viable. I thought I'd probably jumped the gun in ordering that part. Definitely, in fact. As always the voices of our children gave me heart whenever they went rambling by, probably off on another adventure. They had quickly become the pride and joy to all of us. In fact, it could even be said that the five of them were growing into a 'pack' of their own, in miniature, w