Stardust Vale Pack - Pantalaimon and Wolf Bane
5 hours after losing the Homeland
Bane’s ears flickered in different directions as he studied the frozen wasteland before him, his breath clouded in front of his face as he breathed in the sharp fresh air. He padded forward uncertainly the crispy ground crunched under his pads; he lowered his head moving over to a section of disturbed earth. He lowered his nose to the ground inhaling the scents around the tracks carefully blowing the air back out of the slits on the sides of his nose so he didn’t disturb the tracks. “What’s the verdict?” Pan’s voice filtered to Bane’s ears. Bane lifted his head and turned to look at the dark pelted wolf stood behind him, his nose wrinkled as he thought about what they had been forced to do. “We have no choice” He growled, his ears pinning back against his head lip rising in a snarl. “You and one other must go to this pack” Bane grumbled, turning back to Pan and walking over to him, his hackles raised his body language reflecting his irritation. “You must get them to accept us into their territory by any means possible” Bane told Pan staring the other in the eye.
Pan lowered his head maintaining eye contact for a mere second before dropping his gaze. “It will be done, I won’t let you down” Pan assured him. Bane relaxed his stance slightly; though he was obviously tense he nodded at Pan and turned away from the young wolf. His eyes returning to the area around them looking for any signs of movement.
Pan turned to the remaining members of the Stardust Vale pack, they would grouped around a fallen tree a couple of metres away from him. He focused his crystal blue eyes on them, trotting towards them. He looked at each wolf in turn...now there were choices to be made, who did he take with him. “Sequoia I need you to come with me to meet with this pack” Pan said matter of factly. “Rose, Tarkutt and Snow you stay here with Bane keep an eye out for any others that come this way” He instructed Rose, Tarkutt and Snow. He turned away from the group, expecting Sequoia to follow him as he slunk between thick tree trunks, heading in the direction of the opposing pack.
Bane had come a little closer to the group by now, he was also wounded from the battle, he had a few lacerations on his flank though the blood had already begun to congeal, he was giving off a particularly hostile signal at the current moment his eyes firmly focused on inspecting the land in front of them. He was clearly frustrated at how desperate and vulnerable they were, he looked at the remaining members of his pack. “Is everyone OK? Now would be the time to tend to your injuries. Who knows what this pack is going to do” Bane grumbled. “Keep your eyes open we have to be prepared” Bane added, his tail swishing once behind him.
5 hours after losing the Homeland
Bane’s ears flickered in different directions as he studied the frozen wasteland before him, his breath clouded in front of his face as he breathed in the sharp fresh air. He padded forward uncertainly the crispy ground crunched under his pads; he lowered his head moving over to a section of disturbed earth. He lowered his nose to the ground inhaling the scents around the tracks carefully blowing the air back out of the slits on the sides of his nose so he didn’t disturb the tracks. “What’s the verdict?” Pan’s voice filtered to Bane’s ears. Bane lifted his head and turned to look at the dark pelted wolf stood behind him, his nose wrinkled as he thought about what they had been forced to do. “We have no choice” He growled, his ears pinning back against his head lip rising in a snarl. “You and one other must go to this pack” Bane grumbled, turning back to Pan and walking over to him, his hackles raised his body language reflecting his irritation. “You must get them to accept us into their territory by any means possible” Bane told Pan staring the other in the eye.
Pan lowered his head maintaining eye contact for a mere second before dropping his gaze. “It will be done, I won’t let you down” Pan assured him. Bane relaxed his stance slightly; though he was obviously tense he nodded at Pan and turned away from the young wolf. His eyes returning to the area around them looking for any signs of movement.
Pan turned to the remaining members of the Stardust Vale pack, they would grouped around a fallen tree a couple of metres away from him. He focused his crystal blue eyes on them, trotting towards them. He looked at each wolf in turn...now there were choices to be made, who did he take with him. “Sequoia I need you to come with me to meet with this pack” Pan said matter of factly. “Rose, Tarkutt and Snow you stay here with Bane keep an eye out for any others that come this way” He instructed Rose, Tarkutt and Snow. He turned away from the group, expecting Sequoia to follow him as he slunk between thick tree trunks, heading in the direction of the opposing pack.
Bane had come a little closer to the group by now, he was also wounded from the battle, he had a few lacerations on his flank though the blood had already begun to congeal, he was giving off a particularly hostile signal at the current moment his eyes firmly focused on inspecting the land in front of them. He was clearly frustrated at how desperate and vulnerable they were, he looked at the remaining members of his pack. “Is everyone OK? Now would be the time to tend to your injuries. Who knows what this pack is going to do” Bane grumbled. “Keep your eyes open we have to be prepared” Bane added, his tail swishing once behind him.