This was only step one
Pack meeting - due 2/27
02-21-2022, 02:32 AM
Now that they had officially settled into their permanent home and everyone had been given ample time to set up their homes here she decided it was time for them to start considering the future. Her ultimate goal for creating the pack had been fulfilled—simply having a place where her family could gather and be safe was all she could truly ask for. However, since they had the ability to do more with this pack that they had built together she felt like they should. They could build each other up, improve each other's skills, enrich the traditions of their family to include the found family that they were creating here. She had ideas for where she'd like for the pack to head toward, but she wanted everyone the whole pack's input. She would have the ultimate say, but if she was making decisions that not everyone wanted or agreed with then it would just be an uphill battle getting everyone to participate.
It was around mid day when she walked with Alastor down to the cleared out area by the lake that had long been designated as the pack's meeting and gathering area. Ever since the first meeting she had held here to regroup after her loss to the pirate wolf and her group of loud, rowdy miscreants this had been where she imagined they would always come together as a group. She had cleared off a raised piece of slate that perhaps fallen off of the near by mountains ages ago and made that a platform of sorts for her and Alastor to sit upon while she addressed the pack. It was only slightly raised, maybe a foot or two at its highest point, but it was enough for her to see everyone clearly as they gathered around. Taking her place on the platform, she settled back onto her haunches and gave Alastor a grin before lifting her head to let out a howl, calling the pack to her so they could truly mark the beginning of Elysium as a pack.
02-21-2022, 02:46 AM
Observant and watchful as ever, Avacyn noticed her parents leaving the den from where her workshop was toward the entrance of the family's shared caverns. She had overheard her mother discussing some plans and ideas with her father here and there so she had been expecting her to call a meeting any day now and sure enough after a short stretch of silence she heard Manea calling from the pack's meeting place. She smiled a little and sat down the serrated fang caps she was perfecting so that she could go to join her parents at the meeting. It was a short walk from their dens to the clearing at the edge of the lake and she wasn't surprised that she was the first to arrive since she had been more or less sitting in wait for it to happen. The responsibility of being the heir to the pack and their family's matriarchal position certainly didn't escape her and she put perhaps a bit too much pressure on herself to do little things that would make it known that she cared—things like showing up to meetings early. She settled on the ground right beside the stone platform her parents were sitting on, looking up at her father that was at her right side and giving him a smile before she looked back out toward the rest of the pack lands to watch for the rest of their family and pack members to arrive.
02-21-2022, 04:22 AM
Being the Genetrix's husband had its perks. As such, Alastor knew all of Manea's thoughts, schemes, and plans well ahead of everyone else in Elysium, and often helped her finalize her ideas before they were put into action. This was one such case. Manea had shared her desire to strengthen their pack's hold on their lands, improve their members' skills, and make Elysium a force to be reckoned with. After the teasing and taunting from the scurvy curs almost a year ago that still burned an anger in his heart, he couldn't agree with his mate more. The stronger they were, the more the world would respect their name.
So with the decision made, Alastor followed Manea out of their cave and down to a clearing beside Alias Lake. He saw a flash of purple when his daughter raced along to join them, giving her a warm toothy smile and nuzzling her forehead with his own. She had gotten so big, so fast! When the family arrived down at the lake, Manea took up her spot atop a large slab of slate and called for the pack. Alastor assumed his position to Manea's right side, returning her grin, her right hand wolf primed and ready to support her and fight for her. Not that he suspected there would be any objections to her desires and plans, but Alastor dared any wolf to make a move for Manea when a veritable mountain of muscle and teeth was seated right beside her. With the call out, he waited quietly, all smiles and barely contained madness.
02-21-2022, 01:29 PM
Relm had been doing her work for the pack behind the scenes and really starting to just embrace her responsibility and duty to the pack. Her and Manea may have been a little rocky since the events in Kefka's death but she didn't blame her for any hard feelings if there were any and wouldn't go crying out on bullying or misunderstanding. That was silly and completely out of the park. She had made more amends with Alastor though, and spent some time with Kichi. Otherwise she was silent in the backs of the pack but made sure they were fed and protected. She was getting used to this life.
Manea's call came out across the island and Relm made her way along the banks of the lake where she had been resting. She came before the two alphas and kin under her cloak, taking a seat but mostly avoiding eye contact with both of them or anyone else who would have arrived, or maybe besides Kichi if he approached her. She was still a little uncomfortable around Manea, but she was really that way with most anyone. Siting before both Alastor and Manea together definitely pushed her boundaries.