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PostSubject: THE JOURNEY: EXODUS   Sat Nov 03, 2007 12:32 am

((This thread opens up the first stage of the journey. We'll post a bit here, and then everyone will be free to start their own threads (Wait until Iguana or I give the okay.) ))

Ebon Star stood beside his mate, Aspen, at the head of the assembled packs. The decision to leave had finally been made official, and Aspen had taken it upon herself to travel throughout the assembly, making sure word of this difficult journey was spread quickly.

Time was running out. The fire was spreading rapidly, and even the river waters were barely keeping the packs cool. That was a small relief though, as Ebon Star could feel the embers thrown by the fire burning through his fur, scorching his skin, making his eyes water. The paths across the river that led to safety were dwindling quickly. It was now or never.

The young alpha looked back to ensure that everyone was together. The packs had picked up a couple new wolves, apparent rogues with nowhere else to go, and it made no sense to make them stay behind to face their doom. “Everyone, stick together!” he called over the roar of the blaze, “Help the sick and injured as best you can!” Being the leader of the largest pack, Ebon Star had been chosen to take the lead, while the other alphas and betas spread through the ranks. They would all monitor their packs and keep an eye on those ahead.

Looking forward again, Ebon Star turned his muzzle to the sky, releasing a mournful but spurring howl. The journey began with his first fateful, purposeful steps. Gradually the center of the river fell behind. Ebon Star felt the heat increasing as he came closer to the shore. Already the path ahead was blackened by ash, while the air was made cloudy by the same when the deadly-hot wind of the fire kicked it up.

Cold Mountain stood in front of the Black Mountain Pack’s soldiers, just shortly before halfway back. He took up the howl from the alphas and the betas, signaling the rest of the pack forward. He wanted to spend time with Storm Raven, but that had to wait now. Cold Mountain had always been a duty-driven wolf, more than he was an emotionally-driven one at least, and he knew she understood. She would be taken care of by the others until they were clear of the fire. Then, and only then, the delta would relax and begin to recover all the time that had been lost with her.

Almost midway back in the gathering stood Ebon Star’s eldest brother, Cold Flame. His eyes rapidly swept over the assembly, watching to ensure that none of his pack mates fell behind. He wasn’t worried about most of the younger wolves or the pups. They had their parents to look after them. No, he was more worried about his mother and the other elders. Their progress would be far slower than the rest. They would be the ones most exposed to danger.

He had insisted that Wildflower walk farther ahead, in her proper place. “I am not beta… yet.” he had told her, “My duties as a soldier have to come first for now. Don’t worry about me.” A reassuring lick was his last word before he had left her to take his place.

Although he could have chosen to stand farther ahead in the rankings, Running Wind had chosen to stay back with his mother, knowing that with her still mourning over White Ash’s death, she would not be as motivated as most of the others to continue. Being her only son, he was the closest thing she had left to his father, even if it wasn’t the same.

This wasn’t the way he wanted to do things though. He wanted to run, to get away from all this as fast as he could. To him, it was freedom to run, to feel the wind whipping through his ears, to feel his heart pounding with excitement, to feel the earth giving away and shifting under his paws. Even so, he was willing to sacrifice that for his pack mates.

Standing just ahead of him was Dusk Owl. She was trying desperately to focus on the wolves instead of the forest ahead and around them. Her breaths were heavy as she tried with little success to block out the images and sounds that still haunted her.

In particular, she tried to focus on Silver Leaf. She didn’t know why he suddenly seemed so important to her, why she felt desperately for him to get through this okay. It was… confusing. For all the wolves that had made it, she wasn’t sure if her father, Pine Raven, had done so. He would have been able to explain all of these… new emotions to her.

Fire Wind sat with his mate and the other elders toward the rear of their pack, along with Stone Fur, who had chosen to go last so that he could watch his pack mates and ensure that none of them stumbled. His face was straight, fully solemn as he watched the land he loved reduced to little more than pile after pile of ash and a few splinters of blackened tinder.

He had already expressed to Broken Light that he would almost rather die here, in the land of his birth, so that he could be a part of the rebirth. The elder did not intend to do so however, if only for the fact that he could not do that to her. She had seen him nearly die once, and it had torn her apart. How much more would it damage her now that they had depended on one another for so long? Besides, Ebon Star still needed him, even if only to provide advice. Dusk Owl had learned all the stories he knew, and learned them very quickly, but she still had to learn to apply them for herself. In time, she would surpass even his wisdom. No… he wasn’t going to run now. He would stay with his pack until Black Wolf called him to come home.

CrystalStream stood at the head of her pack. Since she had no mate to stand beside her, she had asked that Bitter Rain do so. Although her sister and mate were still very much to be trusted in the young alpha’s mind, they had to attend to their own wounds and their own duties. Even her younger sister, Rainbow, had to take care of old BrokenTail.

As the other alphas howled and moved their packs forward, CrystalStream also took up the call, starting the Swift River Clan’s journey into the unknown.

Young Rainbow stood back beside her mentor, looking up at BrokenTail with curious, concerned eyes. “Are you alright BrokenTail?” she kept asking, “Is there anything I can get you? Do you want me to go find the medicine wolf or one of the healers?” Question after question ran across her young muzzle, as fast as she thought them up. She quieted only once the signal was given and the packs began to move. Her mouth quieted, but her panting accelerated. She was nervous. For one so young as she, the unknown, the possibility of pain and death… these were very frightening concepts.

With the alphas, betas, and the Black Mountain delta, Crashing Wind took up the call, signaling his pack forward. He had chosen to stand behind the others, preferring not to be too close to the alphas, but feeling it his duty to ensure that the whole of the assembly made it to safety. He didn’t seem to mind the heat or the harsh light or the wind that the inferno gave off. To him, it was a temporary thing, something that would be left behind and forgotten. There was no use wasting his mental power worrying about it.

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PostSubject: Re: THE JOURNEY: EXODUS   Sat Nov 03, 2007 12:38 pm

The journey has begun. Bodies of wolves start running in a mass formation, if one would look at it from a bird's eye view they would think they saw a battalion rather than a group of creatures thirsting for a new home. A chaotic blend of anxiety, sadness and determination are the common emotions here on these faces, as they rush to get a good distance from the blaze...
Enter SNAKE SKIN

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PostSubject: Re: THE JOURNEY: EXODUS   Sat Nov 03, 2007 4:12 pm

Red Falcon heard the howls of the alphas, and sighed as she began to move forward with her packmates. They were headed into the unknown now...who knew what would happen? The cold water was barely felt in contrast to the flames that were so close.

Silver Leaf walked beside Dusk Owl, making sure he kept Red Falcon in close sight. He looked around, and saw the tired, hurt, worried, faces around him and sighed. At least he still had his family, unlike some. That, and his best friend. He knew it could've been much worse, but some how, it was hard to picture, there being so much lost already. Slowly he followed his packmates to their unknown future home.
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PostSubject: Re: THE JOURNEY: EXODUS   Sat Nov 03, 2007 8:33 pm

Aspen stood, as ready as she'd ever be, next to Ebon Star and gazed over to their now unfamiliar home before the first steps of their incredible journey began. So many emotions battled for first place in Aspen's soul...dispair, apprehensive, curiosity, fear...to name a few. Pushing all that aside, she focused on the horizon, not knowing what to expect ahead of them. They were numerous, sure, but weakened. A lot of wolves would die on the journey, and the female Alpha did not want to think about who they would lose in Black Mountain. Hers were one of the first paws to reach the hot grass, and she glanced over to the fire that was billowing their way at an alarming rate. It was coming fast, faster than they'd previously thought, and it became clear to Aspen that they'd have to pick up the pace. "We have to move!" she called out over the raging sounds of the inferno,"Or we'll all be lost!" Her face pulled into a grimace, eyes squinting, as she moved up to a trot. Black Wolf...so many of the wolves could only move slow due to injuries to their locomotive areas of the body. "Help the slow and wounded!" she demanded behind her, glancing over her shoulder to be sure nobody was being left behind.

Silent Paw kept near his daughter, but his eyes frantically searched the crowds. Where was Streak?! He had not seen her at all. Can't break down, though, if he did it would all be over. At Aspen's command to speed up, the soldier picked up the pace and turned his gaze straight ahead to try to force his thoughts on survival. He moved past slower wolves, but stopped when he spied an unfamiliar male whom seemed only able to hop on three legs, the right front being held up off the ground while the paw drooped loosely. He had no help. Silent Paw nudged his daughter and looked into her eyes,I need to help this wolf or he'll never make it. he thought-spoke to his daughter before turning and hurrying to the injured and bracing himself against the other and assisting him along.

Sage Ghost walked with seeming determination behind the new Alphas, her steps strong and purposeful. She'd stick close to them throughout the journey to assist them whenever they needed. Deepening Shadows...please help to keep the fire at bay until we reach safety. she prayed silently, almost giving in to the emotion of her loss but not quite. Life would be so much different...

Chaser of the Moon traveled by herself, having not seen Yanya and so trotting quickly to head to the front to be by her mother. The fur on her cheeks was streaked darkly with tears, tears that still fell every now and then. "Mother..." she greeted with a dull but crackling voice as she came up next to her. It was the only word she spoke, but the look Sage Ghost gave her daughter seemed to ease her heart a little bit. Her mother was smart when she wanted to be, and so the Flier trusted the old shewolf. She trotted silently beside her.

Little Doe trotted near Stone Fur, fear pounding through her veins. We're not going to make it, oh Black Wolf we're not going to make it! was all she could think, her face distorting as she battled to keep back tears brought on by her fear. She looked down, watching her paws as she moved quickly, then looked back up after a few minutes. It was important to keep eyes ahead, so as not to stray away or run into somebody injured or..anything. She could feel it already..this journey would be hard on the old injury of her limping hind leg.

Dandelion moved forward slower than the rest, though still within the pack gathering. She dragged along with the slower and more injured ones, seeming to be weighed down by something that was not physical. Her head hung low, ears and tail drooped limply, eyes watching the ground as she moved. She was in a depressed state, and little did she know this would ultimately be the end of her sooner than her time.

Cold River, with cold and grim determination, trotted in front of his son with pursed lips. Showing this guiding behavior, he knew it kept SnowTooth from being so fearful that he fell behind and be lost forever...

But little did he know that that wasn't what kept SnowTooth moving so quickly, hardly mindful of the fire that burned hotly at his fur and skin. It was the golden shewolf he'd seen earlier, it was seeing his sister finally beam a smile, it was the hope of seeing his brother again, and it was for his mother especially. SnowTooth was determined to become a strong wolf, like his father, maybe he wouldn't be as strong as Cold River was physically but he swore to himself he would be as strong in heart, soul and mind...and this was his test.

Coyote, no longer able to wait for SnowTail to rejoin him, gave a gentle grunt of disappointment before starting off. He knew she was allright, and that she'd find him again, but even so he still worried. He winced as his burned skin on his back end pulled with each forward step, cracking open the leathery dried flesh and causing some blood and fluid to leak out and down his leg.

Unknown One, glaring, trotted a few yards behind CrystalStream. She wasn't as weakened as he'd hoped this surprise disaster would do. Well, no matter, he'd get what he deserved someday. All he needed was patience and strength...
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PostSubject: Re: THE JOURNEY: EXODUS   Sat Nov 03, 2007 9:49 pm

OOC: Just so y’all know, if ye haven’t figured it out already – I don’t play all of my characters at once, rather I take one (in this case, two) at a time when it comes to the Journey; as to reduce stress on my part (hey, I have a life too; though I don’t always show it with my constant activity here at the forums) so…yeah. Star Dancer, SnowTail, and all ‘dem other characters I have are A-Okay at the moment…just so you know.

EDIT - do we necessarily have to post in order?

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If lives were to be at stake here, and now – then Sun Eye certainly had the worst of luck out of the wolves. Phantom did, too – seeing as he was their litters’ father, after all – but he was an idiot. Case in point: where they were supposed to be running, or at least power walking (though, she supposed; that was certainly tempting death), he was off to the side; doing some…weird jig with his legs and singing something that was equally normal.
“We’re burnin’ down the highway skyline…!
When you…were young….
They say that the Devil’s water, it ain’t so sweet…you don’t have to drink right now…but you can dip your feet…every once in a…little while…”
“PHANTOM!”
“Eek!” Said wolf froze right on the spot, frightened by the sharp bark that intruded on his thoughts – or lack of any – then he looked rather perplexed, even annoyed. “Geeze! What is that you WANT, wo-man?!”
His mate sent him a dark look, remaining huddled over their young so as to block the increasing smoke and ash that just kept coming their way. Her incensed glare fell apart as water pricked in her eyes, causing a few tears sliding down her cheeks as she voiced a few coughs. “Just…take Brighid and…and…Ciriaco …”
Slowly, she started to rise from her protective position, still wary but knew what needed to be done. Actually…what they…or at least Sun Eye…thought was necessary was very different than your normal animal protocol. When worse came to worse, like in this case, it’s not as if the parents wouldn’t want to save all their offspring…but some sacrifices had to be made. Translation: they’d carry off the healthiest of their litter, and leave the runts or the sickly infants for Mother Nature to deal with. It was rutheless, but the most logical thing a parent could do. Call it Survivor’s Instinct, if you will.
However, Sun Eye wasn’t a fan of logic…particularly when she was a new mother, with a compassion that stretched from the tippy-top of the Greenland to the nether regions of the Antartica (but for Phantom, her care ranged from my house to the the house next door: approx. under a mile, maybe only one foot :p). Call it a Mother’s Foolishness, if you will…a foolishness that Phantom, oddly enough, was the first to point out as she warily began to pick up Brighid… “…Mmbut…Sun Eye…I…I can’t. Taking two pups by mouth is just going to hurt one, or the other, pretty badly…they’re…still babies…”
Falling back to the ground as a strangling bloom of heat unfolded near her face, she cringed as she heard the little squeals underneath her stomach begin to commence. As the fires drew nearer, she winced as she realized…Phantom was right. There was no way they could transport their puppies, all at once…by themselves.
Suddenly, she thrusted her head in the general direction of the wolves – watching panickedly as everyone seemed to go around her and Phantom, in a rush to spare themselves the torment of a burning death – and screamed, “HELP! Somebody help us! Please…!”


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PostSubject: Re: THE JOURNEY: EXODUS   Sun Nov 04, 2007 10:40 am

(oh dear...so many long posts. Well, here I go...)

The Medicine wolf, Snake Bite, was rounding up her packmates to make sure that they were indeed following the mass group of wolves leaving the area. She also was checking for any injured who still needed assisstance. Luckily, most of them were still able to walk at a steady pace. She, for the moment, was not the slightest bit concerned for herself; only for her packmates. However, the fact that she would soon be a mother was very clear in her mind, and frightened her to death.

One of the elderly wolves that seemed to have no trouble walking amoungst the flames was Broken Tail. The gruff old soul, along with the much-younger Eclipse, were near the front of their pack's group, with hr having to slow down at points. She had been through many fires in her day (non this big, of course), so she knew exactly what to do. Eclipse, however, was not doing as well. His heart had been shattered at the loss of SmoothStone, and his steps were heavy with the pain in his heart.

"I am fine, my dear Rainbow," the old wolf laughed to the young apprentice, "Just right as rain..."

Lead Paw, the big bruiser with a heart even larger, was, like his daughter, rounding up stragglers from behind and from any pack. He held no grudges against either of these two new packs; he barely even knew them. He didn't fight them either; thanks to that wound on his head. It now was nothing but a scar running along the back of his skull and neck. Red Stag was following him, looking around nervously.

Pine Raven was just fine, which would be a relief to Dusk Owl if she knew it. He had much strength in his old bones, and kept up rather well with much of the younger wolves. He only hoped now that his children were alive and well. SkullBane, sticking close to Pine Raven, had many houghts on his mind. The looming fact that he would soon be a father scared him out of his steely wits. But, he realized that he just had to move on and continue doing what he did.

This fire, for Blaze, seemed very, uncannily similar to the Great Fire that destroyed his home so many years ago. His unnerved him a bit, making him jumpy with the slightest touch of ash to his skin. His old name, Ash Fur, would have been more appropriate now than ever before; he was barely recognizable.

Falling Snow was lingering around the back of the pack; where was Wind Feather? The love of his rather-short life was nowhere to be seen, and this deeply troubled the teenage Storyteller. Fox Claw had to pull the white wolf along with the group, lest he get lost in the ever-incresing flames. Pine Sparrow, Deep Lake, and Blue Mist were all following the other wolves, almost in a daze.

Shifting Winds was bringing up the rear, barking at the straggling wolves to move. She didn't much tolerate the smoke and flames, but she had to prove herself worthy of facing difficulties, if she were ever to become a full-fledged Alpha.
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PostSubject: Re: THE JOURNEY: EXODUS   Sun Nov 04, 2007 11:49 am

((Okay, if some of you have seen my intro post, in “The Journey Begins... (on page 3) then you know that I stand on the edge of the burning forest. Now I hop into this one.))

As all three of the packs are on the move the move to get out of the burning forest, a young wolf is standing in a small riverbed, on the edge of the burning forest. Feeling the heat of the flames, he sniffs into the air and gets faint scents of wolves into his nostrils, but also ash from the burning trees.

Deciding to enter the forest to see if he can help out, he recalls a lesson from the past. “If you need to go through a fire, try to have a fully wet coat, so that you don’t get burned easily.” So Kotie lays down and start to roll in the riverbed to get his coat fully wet, not leaving a dry spot. He gets up and the water is dripping from his grey fur and enters the burning forest at a running speed, following the faint scents of wolves.

Looking around he sees a hellish inferno, dodging burning trees that are falling down on his path to the wolves. He hears the sissing sound of flames that are licking on his coat but doesn’t really feel it as the water prevents it. So having a wet coat is a really good lesson learned and remembered! As smoke gets into his lungs he coughs a bit, but doesn’t stop to clear it out of his lungs, he continued to run as every second counts and the faint scents became clearer. So he is getting closer to the wolves that are on the move.

Spotting in the far distance a moving stream of animals, Kotie slows down and stops for a moment to take a closer look. Seeing that the moving stream are wolves he smiles lightly with a chuckle as he found them. Then he hears suddenly a cracking sound of a tree that is on the edge of coming down and looks up. Seeing the tree and that is falling down in his direction, he lets out a yelp and jumps in the nick of time forward to get away from it. “Phew… that was close….” He said under his panting and looked to the tree on the ground that almost landed on top of him, if he didn’t jumped away on time.

Starting to move again to the stream of wolves, he hears a scream for help and spits his ears, looking around to find the owner of that scream. Then he spots two wolves that are standing still in the middle of the stream and all the others are just passing by, not paying any attention to them as they are too busy to safe themselves.
Kotie starts to run towards the two that are standing still and wrestles himself between the moving pack to reach them. There, the now darkened grey wolf covered with ash “You screamed for help?” Kotie asks to them.

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PostSubject: Re: THE JOURNEY: EXODUS   Mon Nov 05, 2007 11:01 pm

SNAKE SKIN: -coughs, sometimes violently, but keeps on running- Eh-HEH, Eh-HEH!...Ohhh Kraken…eh-HEH! … Please let me live …eh-HEH! …Hm? -hears a scream and she turns her head over her shoulder to give the origin a brief glance- ...Two wolves in peril. How – eh-HEH! – droll. –turns her head back and tries to focus on the path ahead…-

KRAKEN: -slowly starts to bleed into her mind, his voice coming from afar - Snake Skin…Snake Skin…

SNAKE SKIN: -seems to ignore the voice, and keeps on with her fast pace-

KRAKEN: -has decided not to play the “I’m in ur head, cauzin u malfunction” game- SAKIMA!

SNAKE SKIN: Egh, what?! –skids to a halt, looks bewildered and frightened- Who…what…Kraken?!

KRAKEN: -growls- *Snake Skin, what. Do you think. You’re. DOING?*

SNAKE SKIN: -pauses, still looks confused for a second…then her features become shadowed in malignance as she returns the growl- *What. Do you think. I’m. DOING? I’m running for my life, you jerk! Now if you don’t have anything else to say…I’m going to resume saving my life, thank you very much!* -regains footing and, expectantly, picks up a furious gait-

KRAKEN: *WAIT. Stop right here, missy! …STOP! Don’t you see you’re letting an opportunity slip through your paws?!*

SNAKE SKIN: Eh-HEH, Eh-HEH!...*A…and WHAT, pray tell, am I letting slip by? *

KRAKEN: -takes a deep breath, as if overwhelmed by agitation. Then he speaks…- *Those…wolves back there. Did you not see that they were in trouble? …They screamed for help, did they not?*

SNAKE SKIN: *Yeah. So?*

KRAKEN: *So…? SO?!*

SNAKE SKIN: *So, what do you expect me to do? … Play hero?* –snickers- Eh-HEH! … *S…Sorry Krakie, but that is just not my* EH-HEH!*...Forte*.

KRAKEN: -If he had a paw, he would have smacked it upside his face- *ARGH! … Do you not see, Snake Skin?...It does not matter if you are truly a hero or not. It’s about…the benefits of what might come from such an act. Your packmates…if they heard, or saw what you did for those wolves back there…then at least they would not condemn you so harshly. You would be a villainous, murderous slimeball in their eyes and yet…you would also be seen as a courageous, honorable figure who...while having tried to take a life... tried to redeem herself by saving anothers’. It’s a perfect deception, my dear…one that even the so called intellectuals will have trouble deciphering.*

SNAKE SKIN: -frowns- *But…Kraken…I don’t care what they think of me. I…*

KRAKEN: *Just do what I say…trust me! It could give you some leverage…*

SNAKE SKIN: -continues to run, but her eyes are not focused on the land ahead. Rather, she looks as if taking a moment of consideration. She turns her head to see the two wolves, and notices the fire inch towards them…-

Sorching flames hike beyond their highest peaks, their burning and punitive hands lashing out at those foolish enough to just simply walk the trek. Some wolves are continually usher to push on, to carry on…but there are those that are just perfectly contented with a cremation. Most, however, want to live on for a few more years and dash off for safer grounds. There are two other wolves who want to see another day, but are burdened by the worry that their children would not be so fortunate…another wolf, a third named Kotie, comes to their aid. A fourth…

SNAKE SKIN: -comes up to the small group of Phantom, Sun Eye, and Kotie- …Uhm…okay…I…what… -notices the pups underneath Sun Eye’s stomach- …oh.

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PostSubject: Re: THE JOURNEY: EXODUS   Wed Nov 07, 2007 6:02 pm

The tiny pup looked up as she heard the howls of older wolves, signaling it was time to leave. She whimpered, looking around and watched as the other wolves slowly left. She looked up at the Wolf she had been hiding under. The pup eventually stood up on three legs, her injured one being held up and handling limply under her. She started to move, very slowly, not used to even really walking, yet alone walking on three legs. She whimpered more, looking at other wolves.

((OOC: Could another wolf pick her up if StellarGazing doesn't post soon so she doesn't get left behind..))
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PostSubject: Re: THE JOURNEY: EXODUS   Sat Nov 10, 2007 3:29 am

Saeros grudgingly following the mass migration of wolves evacuating the land. His muscles protested and he could feel various scabs and wounds stretching to their limits before they began to break open once more. The stench of blood around them was overwhelming.

A quick glance was all he needed to assure himself that Kerridwen was nearby, and not being swallowed by the mass of moving furry bodies. She at this moment, was probably his only tether to sanity.

And he wouldn't have it any other way.

Briefly looking behind him at the wolves they'd been forced to leave behind, those who had died.

He could've been back there.

It was now, that Saeros felt a strange question worm it's way into his head.

If he had lost his life, would Kerridwen have cared?

More importantly, would she have mourned his passing?

It had been a long, long, long time since Saeros had anybody close enough to him that would even be considered a close friend that would actually notice his passing, or even care about it.

He knew if Kerridwen had fallen this battle, he'd have mourned her. Albeit quietly, but he would've mourned for her.

A half hearted ghost of a smile tried to worm it's way onto his face. But the pain shooting up and down his body made it run away with a high pitched girly scream (The smile).


Storm Raven wanted nothing more than to walk to next to her, to revel in the fact that he was there, that he was warm, and that he alive.

This was a bittersweet battle for the huntress. Her mate had stayed alive, had fought and survived. But the closest thing to a son she had had was now gone, his body to be consumed by the raging fires now scorching the packlands.

Perhaps some orange flowers would grow in his wake, the color of his eyes.

Somehow, through being jostled by a few different wolves, the huntress ended up on the other side of the limping Saeros, the spot that Night Owl had occupied only earlier that afternoon.

"Where is Night Owl?"

Storm Raven looked towards the torn soldier, his rare spoken phrase catching her off guard.

"He will not pass the borders of our new home, Saeros."

The usually stoic looked toward the huntress. He understood her meaning clearly. Night Owl had not survived. Saeros' eyes seemed different, as he watched her for a moment. He considered Storm Raven a friend, not nearly as close as Kerridwen was already labeled, but a friend nevertheless.

The huntress looked about ready to break, it showed on her face and body. Her sooty fur, the silver trails of tears down her cheeks, and the way her eyes seemed simply......dead. It looked like she was physically fighting to keep smiling, even a little.

Saeros felt strange. He was at a complete loss about comforting someone who'd just lost a loved one. The soldier had lost all his a long time ago, and at the moment didn't have anymore to lose, aside from one (only three guesses).

"He will find himself honored on the mountain in the sky."

The huntress smiled at the soldier, her eyes crinkling at the corners. She had no more tears to shed. She would always tell her future children of their former adopted brother, of his courage and sacrifice.

"Thank you, Saeros."

The soldier nodded to Storm Raven, silently glad that she smiled again. Storm Raven did not need much more to finally crack, and it would not be a pretty sight if she did.

Saeros found himself hoping that Storm Raven did not find out that it was Red Moon that had caused the wounds that Night Owl had died from. That......would not be a mess he'd want to clean up. Cold Mountain would be able to stop her, he was larger than Storm Raven and truthfully, outranked her. And Saeros could.....

......But he didn't have some horrible death wish. -.-'''

Taroq kept his pace relatively moderate, with Mirrored Ice still sticking beside him. He didn't blame the silvery wolf. He was still young, and Taroq was now looking at Mirrored Ice with envy.

His navy blue eyes scanned the furry mass of bodies until they landed on Falling Snow's white form.

"Falling Snow! Hey!"
A half hearted smile played across his face, he knew who his best friend was looking for.

Taroq only wished that he someone like Wind Feather to look for.... (Not Wind Feather herself. Razz)

Red Moon had taken up the spot next to New Dawn, flinching every so often when another wolf bumped against him, particularly against his neck, where Saeros had forcefully 'removed' him from the Black Mountain soldier Night Owl. He looked towards New Dawn and smiled lightly.

Maybe....he was letting down some of those barriers...

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PostSubject: Re: THE JOURNEY: EXODUS   Sat Nov 10, 2007 3:50 pm

Sun Eye lifted her head to see two wolves fast approaching – wolves she didn’t know, but not about to question. When all four faced each other, her head swept underneath her stomach – popping back out only to thrust one pup in the three other wolves’ directions. “Take one of my sons and daughters; you three,” she paused, standing up as she readied herself to pick up the remaining two of her kin. Seeing as nobody else cared to aid them, she would be forced to take one of the risks – take two pups; risk injuring one …or leave a pup behind to burn in the flames. And she’d be DAMNED if she was going to leave one of her offspring for dead. She continued: “handle them with care, but be fast on your feet. Don’t stop – even for a breather – until you are far, far away from the fire.”
As soon as she saw Snake Skin and Kotie pick up the pups she gave them, she picked up Happy Hedgehog and Screaming Eagle and dashed away, flying through the sluggish crowds as if the Devil himself was on her heels. Phantom soon followed, carefully holding Brighid in his mouth.
The fates of Ciriaco – with Kotie – and Jasna – with Snake Skin – were up to the wolves who had been declared their saviors.
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PostSubject: Re: THE JOURNEY: EXODUS   Sat Nov 10, 2007 6:27 pm

SNAKE SKIN : -looks to Sun Eye, nodding hesitantly- Uhm...okay, miss. -picks up Jasna cautiously with her maw, then watches as Sun Eye and Phantom depart- Uhm...okay. -follows after the duo, running herself...all the while trying not to hurt the pup she carries-
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PostSubject: Re: THE JOURNEY: EXODUS   Sat Nov 10, 2007 7:41 pm

Without asking further he looked down as Sun Eye, took a pup from underneath her stomach. Then Kotie knows what the scream for help was about. To help her with saving one of her pups. “Alright ma’am” Kotie replied with a nod and carefully took Ciriaco in his yaw and watched the others departing, before he left the place also.

Knowing that running in a crowd with a pup in his mouth could be dangerous for injuring it, he carefully wrestles himself out of the crowd, to get clear view ahead of him and smaller risks of injuring the pup he carries, he follows the stream.

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PostSubject: Re: THE JOURNEY: EXODUS   Sun Nov 11, 2007 12:48 am

Willow looked to Silent Paw as he thought-spoke to her, watching him as he moved to the side of the other wolf. Even though Silent Paw would be slowed down slightly by this act of kindness, Willow had no intention of leaving his side. She quickly moved to the other side of the injured wolf, but she did not provide him additional support; that would only slow them down more. Instead she served as a barrier to keep any other wolves from bumping into his side, after all, she felt she had to do something to help.

New Dawn followed close by Red Moon, and soon started to notice him flinching in pain. She felt helpless in doing much of anything to help relieve his burden, since it wouldn't be very effective to keep a horde of wolves giong by both his sides from getting too close. After some nervous hesitation, she gently touched her nose to the side of his head and then quickly withdrew the gesture. She did it to give him some encouragement to keep going, not that he needed any. When she looked back to him, she thought she had caught a small smile, which certainly would have been a surprise. New Dawn had never seen Red Moon smile before...

Once everyone went on the move, Shining Skybird quickly followed along with pack, but never strayed from Howlite. She had so few herbs left that she left the rest of them behind to be burned in the blaze. The miniscule amount was hardly worth scavenging, but hopefully she would be able to find some more as the packs made the journey.

For the first time in a long time, Silent Wind had to rely on Sharp Claw for guidance. The smoke and sounds of multiple pawsteps made it difficult for her to navigate on her own, and this difficulty was elevated by the fact that they were heading into unknown territory...or so she thought. Once the fire was behind them, she would soon realize, along with her brother, that they would be going along one of the same paths that they had used to escape their former pack.
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PostSubject: Re: THE JOURNEY: EXODUS   Sun Nov 11, 2007 11:30 am

ooc - i'll have Wildflower get your pup character, Cresa.

Wildflower was toward the front of the pack, as demanded by Cold Flame when she tried to stay by his side. She kept moving along quickly, hesitating every once in awhile to turn and check on her packmates to make sure no one was dawdling. They had no time for that.

Her pale blue gaze found the sight of a little unfamiliar pup trying to struggle forward on three legs. Her front paw was clearly injured. The new Beta made her way quickly over to where the pup and Gold Pine stood. "Gold Pine, hurry and move with the pack. We haven't got much idle time." She glanced behind them, the reflection of the great flames not too far behind them dancing in her eyes. "I'll take care of the pup. Now hurry, move." Wildflower reached down and gently picked up the little pup by the nape of her neck, being careful not to make sudden, jerky movements as she moved up to the front again.

Bitter Rain moved along with CrystalStream at the front of the Clan, a slack expression on her face, though her golden eyes were hard and focused. She was slightly stunned by this new, deep trust that Mudclaw's daughter had in the old scout, but she didn't mind. It was easier to keep a close eye on the young Alpha and she wanted to help her in any way.

Broken Light was at the end of their pack with her mate, a somber look on her face. She wanted to stay with the pack but it was kind of disheartening knowing she and Fire Wind would not make it with the rest of them. The old she-wolf was ready to return to her friends and family in the Mountain in the Sky whenever her time came ... but it broke her heart knowing she'd be leaving friends and family here, too.

Red Eagle hobbled along next to her son, her thigh making it difficult to walk but otherwise she was okay. The pain in her thigh was no match for the aching in her heart though. No, not because she was leaving the home she and White Ash had shared. Wind Feather was still back there with Silver Eagle and she was not happy leaving her baby behind although she had no choice. She could only pray that Wind Feather made it back to them all safely.

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PostSubject: Re: THE JOURNEY: EXODUS   Sun Nov 11, 2007 2:05 pm

Silver Leaf was making his way with Dusk Owl, tired, but otherwise fine.

Among the wolves of Tall Pines, Clear Water and Swaying Willow walked. Even Swaying Willow's mood was oppressed by the sudden desicion to move. Clear Water was silent beside her brother, as she looked out at the packs ahead and around.
Bright Feather was with her niece and nephew, making sure they didn't stray.

Red Falcon was silent as well as she walked with her fellow wolves, packmates, allies, and former enemies.
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PostSubject: Re: THE JOURNEY: EXODUS   Sun Nov 11, 2007 5:45 pm

The pup stopped when a wolf turned back. She flattened her ears and crouched down close tot he ground, whimpering slightly as the wolf spoke. She closed her eyes tight and whimpered more as she was lifted up. Her body curled slightly as she was picked up, her paw now limp that she was holding up not long ago. She looked around with her blue eyes, yipping at Gold Pine as the new wolf picked her up. She saw the flames and looked up slightly to the wolf carrying her.

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PostSubject: Re: THE JOURNEY: EXODUS   Tue Nov 13, 2007 11:56 pm

Ebon Star panted heavily as he sped up the pace. Again, he howled, urging his pack forward. They had to make it. All of their foolish fighting… all of their warring over lands that should have been shared… all of the death and pain… Nothing would come of it now if they did not escape this inferno. Though the young alpha did not admit it, it felt to him as if the gods themselves sought to punish the packs for their foolishness. “And rightfully so…” he muttered to himself.

He kept his eyes on the path ahead, leaving it to Aspen to keep an eye on the pack. He had to be sure the paths they were taking would be wide enough for all the packs to pass before the blaze overtook them.

An acrid scent stung his nostrils as they progressed: the smells of burning timber, flesh, and fur. He could hear the cries and the growls of those creatures unlucky enough to become trapped and consumed by the blaze. Those were calls that would haunt him the rest of his life. His only consolation was that he received no indication that any wolf had yet been caught in the fire. Perhaps they would manage to get everyone out alive after all… at least… everyone that had made it to the river.

Sage Ghost’s prayer did not go unanswered. Although such occurrences were rare, she would receive an answer in the form of a familiar scent, one very sweet to her… A gentle breeze whisked past her, carrying the scent of her mate with it. Although it did little to hold the fire back (for such things are not naturally possible) it did serve to cool the packs, encouraging their spirits. Deepening Shadows had not yet abandoned the packs… If ever there was a final task for a leader to perform, this was his. He would see them safely out of this danger.

The same scent also reached another nose: that of Ebon Star. “Hurry…” His ears perked. He knew that if he shared it with others they might call him crazy, but he could have sworn he had heard a voice on the wind. What was more, he could have sworn that the voice was that of… “Father.” His father had not abandoned them after all! He was still here… urging them on! His spirits lifted, the young alpha howled out again, the call sounding remarkably like his father’s stirring battle cry. They would make it! He was sure of it now.


They were not moving fast enough. Cold Mountain was sure of it. Between the broken bodies of the injured and elderly, and the broken spirits of those who had lost friends and loved ones in battle, it felt to him as if many no longer even wished to survive. He got that feeling from Red Eagle especially, but even from the elders. He had seen too much death recently though, and he hoped to see no more anytime soon. His ears perked when the young alpha’s howl reached his ears. As if in reply the entire pack sped up. The delta grinned in spite of himself. “Like father, like son…”

Running Wind brushed his muzzle against his mother’s neck. “Wind Feather will be okay,” he promised, “Silver Eagle’s taking care of her, and even if he wasn’t she’s been chosen to be our next Spiritual. Surely Black Wolf won’t let anything happen to her, if for that reason alone!” Of course, in his own mind, he was far less certain, but with his mother’s sagging spirits, he had to do something to encourage her. He had scarcely finished speaking when he too heard Ebon Star’s howl. He yearned to pick up speed, to rush ahead and outrace even the fastest Black Mountain wolves. No… He forced himself to stay back, moving only as fast as his mother’s gait would allow.

Dusk Owl looked toward her friend, Silver Leaf. He looked so tired, much like the rest of the pack members. It was no wonder, given that it had been nearly a day since the fire began, and none of them had slept or managed to catch so much as a vole or other rodent for their packs.

She picked up her pace a bit so that she was walking right beside him. “Need someone to lean on?” she asked him, trying to smile in spite of the situation. Her brown fur was already darkened with soot to the point where she looked like a black-furred wolf herself.

Moth Wing padded along silently. Her face appeared almost blank, so whether she was phased by recent happenings or not, no one could tell. She would not admit it, but she felt alone, like whatever suffering she was undergoing was hers to bear and no one else’s. Ebon Star had Aspen. Cold Flame, whatever trauma had reached the heart of her silent, unemotional brother, had Wildflower. Everywhere she looked someone either had friends or family or loved ones. So who was there then for Moth Wing? Was she destined to be an outsider? Would she always be a lone wolf?

She gave a dejected sigh. Perhaps… Perhaps she would, but she hoped not.

Although he knew that neither he nor Broken Light would see their new home, Fire Wind was glad to have lived this long at least. He stared ahead toward the young alphas as the pack’s pace quickened, and he had to admit his wonder and his admiration for Ebon Star. The old legend’s descendant was showing the courage and strength of his father, and Fire Wind wondered that, had things been different, had he become leader in his younger days, was it possible he could have shown that same fortitude? The elderly wolf doubted it honestly. “Remember these things, and remember them well, Dusk Owl,” he whispered, “Never let future generations forget that in times of great darkness and fear, courage and light are even more in abundance… Never let them forget.”

Unaware of her young brother’s dark designs against her, CrystalStream strode onward. She worried when the pace picked up, for several of her injured were far worse off than those of the Black Mountain Pack. Would they be able to make it beyond the blaze in time? More importantly, would they slow down those behind them? “Quickly everyone!” she shouted, “Give the injured your support! We’re running out of time!”

Rainbow, ever eager to help, leaned up against BrokenTail. “I’ll help you,” she said, “Just lean on me and we’ll be okay!” Sure, she knew BrokenTail was more than capable of caring for herself, but the Teller’s apprentice was eager to help however she could, and this provided her with that opportunity.


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PostSubject: Re: THE JOURNEY: EXODUS   Wed Nov 14, 2007 1:20 am

Having heard a muttering coming from her new mate, Aspen briefly turned her head to Ebon Star,"What's that?" not being nosy, but if he'd said something to her she hadn't heard. She turned her eyes back forward, but not before doing a double-take behind into the packs. Was that...Snake Skin?! Carrying a pup...helping someone?! A sharp pain suddenly lanced up from Aspen's ankle as she misstepped over a rock and twisted it. "Mother of Black Wolf!" she hissed quietly, stumbling slightly but fighting enough to keep herself upright and continuing on with a heavy limp. It hurt, oh heavens it hurt! But she needed to keep pace, needed to lead the pack out, so took a deep breath and steeled herself to push on. It was then that Ebon Star let loose a howl that sent an awesome chill up and down her spine.

That scent...that nostalgic scent. There was no doubt in Sage Ghost's mind as soon as it reached her nostrils that her Deepening Shadows had heard and granted her prayer. The breeze felt wonderful. Downright awesome, in fact, and gave the Elder a perk-up until she saw Aspen stumble, and continue on with a very visible limp in her step. The post-Alpha was quite surprised to see the new female in her place push on so though Sage Ghost wasn't sure how long that would last. Sprained ankles were painful and would slow just about anyone down no matter what, especially with continuous walking it would take longer to heal than necessary. Her son howled at that moment, and almost caused the shewolf to halt in her tracks...it sounded so very much like Deepening Shadows. To more important matters, Sage Ghost hurried to Aspen's side,"Don't walk on that. Lean on me." she said gruffly, pressing her shoulder against the young shewolf's.

Almost with an audible sigh, Aspen leaned against Sage Ghost's shoulder and lifted her leg. This was going to be a helluva trip. "I'm so sorry, Ebon Star." she said in a rough voice, surprised at the sound. It must be the smoke."Pull ahead if you need to, we'll keep up."
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PostSubject: Re: THE JOURNEY: EXODUS   Wed Nov 14, 2007 8:54 pm

Silver Leaf looked at Dusk Owl. She was such a great friend to have by his side. But at her offer he simply smilied and said "Are you sure you're not too tired yourself? Its fine really...we'll make it through this. " He noticed poor dejected looking Moth Wing. "I'll be right back..Moth Wing looks like she could use comforting. Would you like to come?" He asked, waiting a moment before making his way over to her.
"Hey..you alright?" He asked softly with a smile.
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PostSubject: Re: THE JOURNEY: EXODUS   Tue Nov 20, 2007 8:31 am

Howlite remained by his beloveds side, never more than a breath away. Never again would he leave her... Not for anyone or anything.
"Can I help with anything my dear?" He asked softly, noticing her eyes darting across occasional plants that he could only assume were of some value.
~~~~~>

Kerridwen hadn't become separated in the mass of moving wolves, but kept as close to Saeros as his duties would allow her to stay. This migration was becoming irritating... Not only due to her dislike of so many bodies being shoved up against and around herself, but because she could not move more than anyone else...
Saeros was around...He was all she cared for at the moment. His wounds would make thing difficult, but she knew that wouldn't stop him...
Howlite and Shining Skybird were somewhere behind... At any rate, neither were in view. Only the faintest scent told her they were near.
~~~~~>

WaterHawk kept close to her daughter and mate. Red Moon, New Dawn, and the beta's siblings were all in sight as the pack began to move.
Her back throbbed, but that didn't matter now... Others needed help, including Autumn...

~~~~~>

A giant form trailed behind the rest of the migrating pack. Slowly but surely, the bear followed on, helping those who had not the strength to keep up.
She wondered how her sisters and brother were doing, having seen Aspen only briefly before.
A loud roar echoed out, calling out to her family for reassurance that they were alright.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~>

Streak had had all of five minutes to catch her breath in the cold muddy sheltered river bend before the angry hissing flames caught up.
Her cream and white pelt was patched brown and gray with mud and ash. Alone and scared, the omega of the Black Mountains was separated and vulnerable. Her only hope lay on the soft scent that carried on the wind, that there were wolves somewhere up ahead...
Who they were, she didn't know. The thickness of the smoke made it impossible to distinguish which pack was on the move, but they were at least half a day ahead.
Nausea hit her as she got up to move, nearly causing her to fall.
"No! I have to get out of here!" she screamed out, forcing herself to focus on moving in the direction the scent had come from...


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PostSubject: Re: THE JOURNEY: EXODUS   Mon Dec 03, 2007 1:57 pm

Shining Skybird started just slightly as Howlite offered to help, but smiled lightly nonetheless. She looked over to where her gaze had previously been, spotting a plant with a small red flower approximately 30 yards away. Although it had wonderful medicinal qualities, the quantity of the plant would do hardly nothing. Although she was tempted to run and grab it, there was something holding her back. By some instinct she figured it wasn't worth the risk of running out to get it, but she didn't quite understand why she hesitated. With a little more time, she would come to understand why she had this more cautious instinct.

"No, it's okay. We should keep moving anyway...plants are less important than our safety. I'm sure I'll be able to find more once we get a bit further from the blaze."
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PostSubject: Re: THE JOURNEY: EXODUS   Sat Dec 15, 2007 1:23 am

-Saeros-
Saeros looked up as Ebon Star unleashed his pack stirring howl, his torn body protesting against the movement of the wolves behind him, who bumped and smashed against the already angry soldier's flank. He growled, but didn't do much else. He didn't have the energy or will to care at this point.

It was until wolves started pushing between Saeros and moving him away from Kerridwen. He didn't quite notice at first due to the fact that he was yawning while more and wolves moved between them. Once he stopped yawning however, Saeros turned to look at Kerridwen, only to find that she had been replaced by a dark grey wolf who was missing most of both of his ears.

A deep snarl echoed from the soldier's chest as he raised his head to see over the wolves that separated him from Kerridwen. Her fiery markings came into view, separated by about twenty wolves in distance.

The soldier veered out of direction, barreling and pushing his view through the stupid wolves that had dared to separate him and Kerridwen. Some snarled at him, who he snarled right on back. Others snapped or protested, and Saeros snapped his lethal jaws so close to a few faces that they stared at him a moment before he continued on.

As he came close enough, he came back into the right direction, pulling next to Kerridwen, nearly moving his side into hers be accident.

He sort of 'humphd' in annoyance as he glared at the wolves who were still staring, open-mouthed at the wounded soldier who had fought against them to simply go back to Kerridwen.

-Storm Raven-
Storm Raven forced herself to speed up as the howl was sent up, still throughly missing her mate and adopted son as he blended into a ash-covered crowd of wolves. She kept the pace, if only for the wolves behind her, so they could move...

-Silver Feather-
Silver Feather had been purposely lagging in her pace. She was trying to find her adoptive parents, Broken Light and Fire Wind.

Changing drastically from the pudgy puppy that Stone Fur had kept warm during the night, and marveled at how quickly she rebounded once in the care of Broken Light and Fire Wind.

Now, she was becoming a sleek wolfess, with eyes like the sun. But now, she was worried. Where were they?

Looking for Fire Wind was not an option, almost everybody looked a shade of grey or black now, given the ashes of the fire. Broken Light would be easier to find however, and Silver Feather's assumption proved true as she spotted Broken Light's tannish coat. She rushed towards her elderly parents, smiling all the way.

"Broken Light! Fire Wind!"

-Red Moon-
Red Moon looked towards New Dawn as she touched her nose to his face, and for once, the ice seemed to melt, and he smiled lightly, his red eyes shining in something that he thought he'd lost a long time ago. He was battered, beaten to the bone, bleeding, and leaving he lands he thought he could have called home. And you know what?

Red Moon didn't want to be anywhere but next to New Dawn.

He wouldn't have traded this feeling for the world.

Feeling accepted by New Dawn; Red Moon felt reborn, renewed. Like he'd been given the chance.

...Maybe he wasn't the monster his parents thought he would become...

-Autumn-
Autumn on the other hand, was not having such a good time with this migration. He stayed on WaterHawk's left side, since he could only now see out of his right eye. The other wolves on his left side, were most likely New Dawn and Red Moon. Though he wasn't going to turn his head to look.

Now that he looked back on the battle, Autumn was lucky. Saeros had been a formidable opponent. Though neither hadn't truly won, neither had really lost the battle. And now, Autumn smiled to himself.

He would step down as beta, and truly appreciate the family he now had, his adopted daughters, and his what appeared to be a future son-in-law....
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