Claiming an abandoned land

Alyaia wondered why they stoped, but that was swept aside when Wrath talked. So that wolf was Yoruichi, his mother? Cool, she thought.
Soon they continued on their way inside. And Wrath asked Alyaia where her mother was.
"Well, I asume that shes still with the pack. It's not like she would come looking for me."

Lopa meanwhile saw Sorrow looking at him, like she wanted him to protect her. Lopa looked up, and saw Yoruichi's anima glaring at Sorrow. He gave a ferret snarl at him, although ferrets cant snarl so it came out more like a cough, and glared at him. How dare he be picking on Sorrow?

Narthoren was frustrated at being ignored. Everywhere he had been before, he was noticed. In his old pack, he and Arohtar were infamous for both their good and bad traits. But now, they were nobody. Just loners. Not even Narthoren's glinting pelt had an effect. Narthoren repeated his question. "Anybody hungry? Elessar told me where a cache is." At the same time, he also mentally told Arohtar to keep the noise level down.

Arohtar listened to her anima, and lowered her voice, lapsing into her own language. "Two pups. Yours. Named Aduial and Faroth. Died in the same battle that Arwena died in. As you may imagine, Elro was not happy about the pups. But he loved them. It wasn't his fault that they died." She spoke the latter sentence calmly, knowing that Aragorn would blame Arwena's father for their deaths.

Aragorn was already beginning to stand when Arohtar spoke the last sentance. HE listened to what she said. "Then whose fault was it that they died?" Arohtar was already parting her jaws to growl an answer, but Aragorn stopped her. "Tell me honestly, Arohtar. You know you can't lie, even to yourself." He knew Arohtar would answer, but he wasn't prepared for the words he heard next. He had to strain his ears to hear them, as Arohtar suddenly dropped her voice to somethign to soft to even be a whisper. "Mine."

Arohtar knew he would ask more questions, and she wasn't prepared to answer them. She stood, and hobbled back towards the pack. She didn't even attempt a smile. Tears welled up, but she would not release them here. Not where Yoruchi and the others could see.

Aragorn slowly stood, and followed Arohtar out. His wingtips dragged along the ground, sending up whirls of dust. He didn't make eye contact, and seemed to be in a daze. the news had hit him hard. He slowly nosed at Elessar. She shifted into a aquirrel. The form still retained the green eyes, which gave it a strange appearence. Elessar slowly climbed onto Aragorn's back, curling up and pressing her nose into his thick fur. Tears streamed down her face, mixing with the dirt in Aragorn's fur. She sneezed once, but wiped her face with her paws, and put her head back into his ruff.

(do you want to keep going without Snow? She said w could, and I'm fine either way. Alyaia could just be very quiet, or maybe sleeping.)

ooc: I don't mind going on. Maybe if we do something interesting she'll get back into it. But I really can't think of anything interesting to do. Shall they go hunting? Not the pups I mean, just Aragorn, Arohtar and Yoruichi.

(hmm.. hunting sounds good.)

Arohtar nodded. "That sounds good. A hunt. I haven't been hunting since..." she trailed off. Not since she had lost the use of one eye. The pack had ruled her too weak to hunt. Yet Arohtar had gotten some grim satisfaction from noticing the amount of prey decrease. Plus maybe hunting would take her mind off of everything.

Narthoren eyed Arohtar. 'You sure we're up to it?' Arohtar snapped back an answer, and even Narthoren was startled by her acerbity. He crouched slightly. "Yes, master." he answered sarcastically, out loud. Arohtar flicked one ear in response. "Be quiet." she grumbled. Narthoren parted his jaws to retort, but Aragorn's voice cut in.

"Let's just go. We can always use more prey." Aragorn said. His voice seemed a bit more tired, his muzzle a bit more shot through with gray. His motivations were the same as Arohtar's; hunting would be good to clear his mind, take out his anger. A ripple passed through his body as he prepared to shake off what was left of the dust, but he stopped. "Who's going to watch Wrath?" He glanced at Elessar. She was invaluable on a hunt, but she was not emotionally up to it. Aragorn had a decision to make. To bring her or not. 'First things first.' he thought to himself. He reached back, and plucked the squirrel off his back, cuffing her gently with one paw as he set her down in the snow. "Elessar, get a grip."

Elessar shifted into a cat, and lashed out with an paw, claws unsheathed. "Go away." Aragorn dodged the swipe, and nosed at her again. Elessar curled up even tighter. Aragorn looked pleadingly at Yoruchi and Wrath. Inside, he couldn't believe he was asking this. "Can someone please talk sense into her? She won't listen to me."

Yoruichi usually made a point of remaining out of other wolve's business. She did not mind hunting with these other wolves, and in fact she was rather curious as to what their style was. Aragorn had wings as she did. Did he use them the same way. She was distracted by the question of who would watch Wrath, and her wings ruffled slightly. As if she would raise a pup unable to be alone for a few moments! But she replied rather coolly, "Wrath is perfectly capacble of staying out of trouble while I am away. He knows not to leave a den."

She glanced at the pup, who was licking the wet snow from his paws and shoulders. He would freeze out in the snow in any case.

As she approached the entrance to the cave, Umbreon safely clutching her shoulder, she watched Aragorn attempt to bring his anima. He asked for help, but if he had not she would not have interfered. Yoruichi may not have understood all of what tragedy had befallen the two, but she knew enough about animas, or hers at least.

"She can feelhow upset you are," Yoruichi stated simply. "SHe is reflecting your emotions, so before she calms down, you must calm yourself."

Umbreon shifted from a hawk to a fox cub, slowly approaching Elessar. He said nothing but stood beside her, nudging her cat shoulder with his nose reassuringly.

OOC: Sorry for the wait.

"I know that." Aragorn snapped, but he knew Yoruchi was right. Aragorn struggled to control himself. There were so many emotions surging through him right now, but Aragorn wanted to wait until he could release them all at once. Until then, they simmered inside, threatening to explode with every action he took. Aragorn shook his head, shutting his eyes and telling himself to calm down. He took a couple of deep breaths. "I'm sorry. You're right. About both things." He looked to Wrath, who was removing the snow from himself. "Behave." he said simply, before gathering his legs, and rocketing upwards into the air. Once he was a good distance up, he soared lazily in circles, waiting for Yoruchi and Arohtar.

Elessar relaxed as some of the pain and anger left her heart. Umbreon touched her shoulder, and she did not lash out. A ghost of a smile played about her muzzle for a moment. Just knowing that somebody actually cared rose her to her paws. Of course Aragorn loved her very much, although he showed it by expecting only the best from her, coupled with an occasional gruff compliment. Elessar now waited for Yoruchi and Umbreon to leave so she could take the rear.


(heh, got a color for Aragorn's text. I hope it won't be so confusing now...)

(meh. Short post.)

"Err.. I not from here, so I don't know what is." Arohtar felt frustrated at being ignorant on the prey in the area. Her cheeks burned as she realized that yet again she had made a mistake in her speaking. "At home, I hunted mostly small things by myself. I wasn't allowed after-" Arohtar cut herself off, and trotted towards the valley, muttering to herself.

Narthoren trotted alongside Yoruichi, waiting for Yoruichi to talk. The anima wanted to get to know her better, to see if she was worth his time. He decided to act casual at first. "She gets like that." he remarked. If Yoruichi did not answer, Narthoren would know that either she was not curious, polite, or extremely cunning.

Aragorn called to Yoruichi below him. "Come on up here!" He tried to make it sound like a request, but it was an order. Aragorn wanted to see how Yoruichi hunted, and he assumed she used her wings. Knowing how she hunted would let Aragorn know what was on the menu, and what was not.



(Guess who just realized that Yoruichi's name is not Yoruchi! I feel stupid now... Sorry!)