Song of the Drappa

[Tarkah]

(we need the WHOLE pack together now think of this as a pack reunion. and so lets all meet Amoria and Rouge!)

Tarkah padded through the dense underbrush her tail swaying gently behind her as she stopped to admire the trees that decorated the Koran forests. Curling branches filld with bright leaves of orange and red, as if the tree tops were aflame with dacing fire, flickering in the wind.

But Tarkah walked on, her golden orbs bright as they met the sky just in time to see a flock of noisy geese flyign across the pale afternoon sky. The fast moving specks of black raced across the open canvas, bringing their loud noisy cries with them. Tarkah's ears flickered and twitched, acknowledging their cries and remembering them all too well to be signs of the coming winter and snow.

But for now Tarkah tried not to worry about it. So she padded n, her steel grey talons scrapign the forest floor, sending the already fallen leaves into the air. Tarkah watched them fall back onto the ground with a puppish humour before trotting off again. It was not long until Tarkah reached her favourite cliff. A ridge which over hang the koran territoy, and once on top she could see most of her valley as if from a birds eye view. Tarkah smiled, golden optics gazing at the trees with leaves all on fire.

Tarkah then looked around wondering where the members of koran all were. She then remembered their newest members, Rouge and Amoria and smiled. They would need a proper introduction.

So the ivory white drappa lifted her muzzle, and jaws opened to let out a heart warmign song. Fileld with joy and celebration, letting the soft melody to flow and echo throughout her territory, and maybe if posible to territories beyond. The Koran Drappa, was broken no more.

[Amoria]

Amoria gazed up at the cliff. There was Tarkah. Singing of
pure notes. What was the beautiful song about? She
listened carefuly to the white Drappa. The song was of her
and Rouge, another new member. She felt like she was home
in this song for all of Koran.

[Kahuri]

Her limpid auds drew forward at the bitter sweet call of Tarkah. The white drappa of the Koran. Her tail twitched with excitement, she was called for a meeting. Kahuri guessed it had something to do with the newest members to the pack, Amoria and another she-wolf Rouge.
"Well I shouldn't keep them waiting." She whispered cheerily to herself. Quickly the blue hued fae turned in the direction in which she heard the cry. Swiftly she launched herself forward with powerful hind legs and soon was bounding straight into the flaming forest.

Kahuri looked all around her as she passed the great trees, their tops bursts of color. Marking the approach of fall and the sad ending of summer. However, along with the colder weather it brought new beauty to. The leaves were painted either a bloody red, bright orange or shimmering yellow. A gentle breeze made them dance and ripple. A few fell upon the barren ground adding new color. She could feel the sharp bite of cold in it. But only caused her run even faster to keep herself warm. Pumping her limbs until she was a blur of bluish -gray flying though the wood.

Coming across a hill Kahuri saw the ivory figure standing, and near by was the bronze and black pup Amoria. The femme panted as she climbed up the slope, finally reaching the two.
"Hello." She gasped, stopping to catch her breath, the straitening up. A warm smile spread gingerly across her face. "You called?" She joked dipping her head respectively to Tarkah, then looking over at Amoria. "And nice to see you too Amoria!"
Her heart still pounded but otherwise she now longer struggled for breath. "I hope I'm not late, though it doesn't seem like it." Kahuri Said , glancing around for anyone else.

[Amoria]

"Hello! Your not late. Well... no one is here." Amoria answered. She saw a leaf fall in in the breeze. She had been taught when a leaf fell, some one had passed away. She thought of all the leaves around her. But ther was one leaf, just one leaf, that had her attention. Her past. And in that leaf, was her secret... her father.

[okibi]

Meandering about the new boundaries of her life Rouge explored the new pack lands that she found herself in. Her muzzle retraced the lines that marked the edges of the territory with an almost awkward regret. The black she-wolf stopped, looking out past the borders. This was what she wanted, wasn't it? A chorus of honking caught her ears, her eyes climbed into the sky lingering on a triangle like formation of geese flying above. They were making their yearly trip to the south once more. A warning, just like the sudden change of color of the forest. Autumn was coming, followed by winter. Her lips twitched, every winter she had experienced was terrible. Last year was when the worst incident in her life came to be. Actually, make that two. The death of her father, but that didn't bother her, and her first encounter with humans. As a result her left eye was left white and blind along the entire left side of her face being burnt and turning the same color. Because of that her life changed into a terrible game of running and fighting. And hiding. Just as she did now, even in a pack. She attempted to remain hidden from anyone else. Trying to keep in the shadows, yet she could not do it forever.

In the distance she suddenly heard a howl. It ringed through out the woods and into her eardrums. It was the Drappa. Tarkah. At first Rouge simply pushed it form her mind, yet she knew if she was to stay she had to obey and respect the Alphas. With ease she turned and began to run. Her gaunt legs and lanky figure suddenly bursting with an awing strength. She had true ability to run quickly, along with that she had amazing reflexes, almost unreal at times. Throwing her head back and stretching her legs forward she became no more than a streak of black, a blur of a shadow. Rouge felt as if she was flying, just the same as every time she ran. Soaring over the earth with the grace of a cat and the speed of a deer.

She reached her destination a little earlier than she truly wished. The trees thinned and soon she was challenged by a vertical cliff, one she knew better than to try and climb. On top stood Tarkah, no more than a white smudge against the vast roof of blue. Rouge leapt into the shadows, once more her instincts telling her to hide. With a sigh the ebony she-wolf slipped around the steep drop-off and towards the slope where others were gathering. Unsure and slightly uncomfortable she hesitated. Then began the climb. Step by step she approached the group, but stopped dead a ways from them. What would she seem like to them? She was so young but already had a blind eye and a white streak across her face? Many thought she was a freak and chased her off because of that. But now she must make a choice to deal with such taunts. Though there were many advantages in joining a pack there could be disadvantages too.

[Amoria]

Amoria looked down at the Koran terrain. There was a black figure with a white eye aproching the clearing. That was the young feamme Rouge. She never knew why she had a black and white eye or how she had the streak across her face. She knew she was never wanted, or at least she had been told. Like me , thought Amoria, she knew she had some one as much as you could get to some one just like her in many ways. Of all the wolves she met, Rouge was the most like her. She wated for Rouge's, or anybody's, next move...

[Tarkah]

((yay active thread! *cries tears of happiness* I love you guys! *large tarkah kisses* which are kinda scary in truth...))

Tarkah slowly lowered her maw, her golden eyes reflecting the flame of orange and yellow leaves. She let the soft breeze flow through her fur as she turned around and padded briskly from the cliff edge.

Tarkah slowed and stopped as she waited for the fellow Koran to assemble. Her tail swished, today was a good day, thought Tarkah. Her ears twitched and her nose scented the air and turned around to see Amoria near the base of the cliff. Tarkah barked, tail wagging as she trotted over to the young fea and nuzzled her. "Greetings Amoria" Tarkah spoke and smiled when her senses were aroused once again.

Tarkah cocked her head and padded forward a few steps. Before long she could see a light blue-grey tinged wolf padding towards them Tarkah barked, acting almost like a yearling as she saw Kahuri padding towards them. "Kahuri!" Tarkah said and nuzzled her as well. Stepping back she sat on her haunches. and let out a yawn wondering who else had heard her howl and decide to come.

Tarkah lifted herself onto her feet, her black ears tilting forward when she heard the soft scraping of claw on rock and from the side of the cliff face emerged a black wolf. Tarkah recognized her as Rouge. Tarkah barked and padded toward her in greeting and dipped her muzzle and nudged the other's muzzle gently. She did not know alot about Rouge and the wolf made Tarkah wonder, where she had come from before she had reached Koran borders. her one blind eye of milky white made Tarkah remember her old Drappa, when she was a pup in the Ge rad pack. The Ge rad drappa was blind in both eyes herself.

Tarkah tilted her head her eyes scanning over the markings upon her facade, but it did not scream out any oddities about Rouge at all. After all Tarkah herself was strange. Her pelt of white strangely stopped at her ears which were both black. As if someone had lifted the drappa and swung her upside down in a pool of black paint. "Welcome Rouge" she said and turned around motioning Rouge to join her with the others. They were a family now, like it or not. ((he he yes you've been pulled under my wing)) Tarkah looked to Kahuri and smiled, "Kahuri meet Amoria and Rouge" she said motioning to the two femmes.

[Phantom]

Ebon ears pricked at the sound of voices. Phantom had been laying quietly in the lonely shelter of the brambles all night. She hadn't slept. Instead she had wandered away from the slumbering pack once more, going off on her own to think. Even though her heart ached for their companionship, she remained distant from the rest of the pack. She was an unusually quiet wolf, speaking only when she felt necessary, but her sudden aloof behavior was beginning to frighten her. She wasn't scared to be around the pack, even with the ominous threat of Demon's presence.

Shaking the thought from her head, she hauled herself up on her paws, and began cantering toward the voices. A smile, tainted with sadness, appeared on her maw. Kahuri and two cubs were there, along with the white Drappa. Phantom heaved a sigh of relief when she saw that Tarkah was back to her old self.

"Hello, Tarkah," she said softly, bowing her head in respect. "Hello Kahuri." She smiled at the blue-tinted female, whom she hadn't seen for a while. Turning to the newcomers,she wagged her tail in greeting. "And who might you two be?"

[Amoria]

"I'm Amoria", The brown she-wolf replied. Amoria knew she talks to much, but she couldn't help it. The newcomer with an ebony pelt was smiling. The white Drappa was also smiled. Amoria, herself,also smiled as all the other vargs except Rouge. Rouge was unusually silent. And as usual, Amoria was curious... "Rouge why haven't you said anything this wholr time?" And she was curious again... "And who are you?" Amoria questioned the newcomer.....

[Tarkah]

Tarkah sat on her haunches. It had been quite a time since the ivory drappa had had the shimmer of life in her golden eyes. But time after time of being mournful, one could easily get tired of it. Everyday the world seemed to play in black and white. But know Tarkah could see the whole beauty and bounties once more. Though it still pained her and broke her to think of her mate. She knew he was nearby, but they had not entirely forgiven. Well maybe it was Tarkah's fault this time. She was her stubborn self and had not taken the red male's apology.

But enough of lurking with mourn, her sister Demon had told her and live on. Tarkah had been skeptical but life had still gone on. Time did not stop for Tarkah. the birds still flew, the buds still bloomed and life still fell in place. Her pack was beginning t form the close bond once more. Though it was still unsure but Tarkah knew that perhaps Koran would become the close family it was once again.

Tarkah turned to the rustle and barked, her tail wagging. "Phantom!" she cried with ecstatic joy as the alpha dipped her muzzle playfully. her tail swished as she felt the puppy joy through herself. But soon regained her self control and sat straight once more. Then the ivory drappa got up and padded over to Phantom and nuzzled her in greeting.

Tarkah opened her mouth to reply but Amoria was too fast for the drappa and introduced herself. Tarkah laughed lightly and nodded to Amoria. Tarkah looked over to Rouge and tilted her head. Tarkah wondered what Rouge was thinking, though it must be awkward for her to be around new faces and varg's she did no know, "This is Rouge" Tarkah introduced, hoping the ebon varg would not be take offense that the drappa has spoken for her.

Tarkah then looked to Amoria and gave her a warm smile before motioning to Phantom, her golden oculars falling onto the dark hued wolf, "And this is Phantom, the beta of Koran" she introduced.

[Kahuri]

Her warm green eyes fell upon another young femme padding up the slope. Kahuri stifled a gasp at the sight of the pup. One of her eyes were blind! And on the same side of her face was a milky white, just like her faded optic. But what could have happened to her at this age? A small growl bubbled up in her throat, but stayed deep enough that no else could hear it. What or who would have done this?
Tarkah padded over to the ebony she-cub, speaking gentle words to her and coaxing the young stranger closer. Kahuri thought about doing the same however did not want to over whelm her just at joining the pack!

Another dark hued wolf came from the shadows, Kahuri turned her head to see Phantom approaching. Immediately her tail was up and wagging, just like the white Drappa’s.
" Phantom!" She and Tarkah cried at the same time. Phantom looked at the two, asking whom they were. Of course Amoria quickly answered before anyone else. Kahuri gazed down at her adopted daughter, smirking playfully and shaking her head. But like the bronze pup she also looked back at Rouge, as she asked why she has not said a thing. Kahuri herself suddenly recalled when she joined the ranks of the Koran. It had been the black wolf Kadin who introduced her, she had been quite shy herself. Slowly the bluish colored fae went over to the cub, nudging her and also tried to lure her closer.
"Come on, it is okay Rouge." She whispered, "We won’t bite!"

[Amoria]

"Of course you won't bite", Amoria smirked, "Why would we join the pack then?" Amoria knew she should keep her mouth shut, but she couldn't help it. It was if something wouldn't let her talk... The hazel brown varg stepped up. She knew she belonged in this pack. The leaves fell the right way... at least the way her mother had said. If they went a different direction... life would come to an end. So this is where I belong... Amoria thought.
( Finish later)