Koran's new Lead Warrior (Multiple Koranians)

[Krystal Zanguzen]

“A hunt?” Krystal pondered over the concept as the ivory lead warrior addressed the other Koran Vargs. It would be the first time in quite a long time that the bi-colored Fae would participate in a pack hunt. Her own stomach twitched at the images of Herla that now appeared before her mind’s gaze. But her thoughts were soon distracted, as the other members of Koran now took the time to introduce themselves to the she-Varg. While Exerci and Tron kept a short distance away and greeted her with a nod, Kai the ebon warrior of Koran had taken it upon himself to give a more personal greeting. In response, Krystal bowed her head respectfully and spoke. “And to you Kai.” Her voice still held a sense of exhaustion, for the Fae didn’t know she was going to wake up so early, and the sensation of being drowsy had yet to leave her form.

Soon Maverick would give a speech, each word carefully chosen as he spoke to his pack mates. Filled with so much inspiration, it was no surprise that the ivory male raised his maw to the heavens and sang to the very god of which he spoke. Motivation moved the heart of the ebony and ivory Zanguzen, and she to found herself joining in the song of the hunt. Her song rose out of the midnight maw that had once guarded the notes from flight, only to now relinquish them into the world. Soon it would be time for the hunt to begin, guided by the wisdom of the former Dragga of Frecne. Perhaps other Varg’s of Koran would join in the event too, for who could sleep with such a beautiful now present in the lands? But for now, they would sing to Fenris, and ask for the wolf god’s blessing. What Maverick said was true, for with the blessing of a good hunt given by Fenris, they would taste Herla under his watchful eye.

(OOC: Bad postie, no muse, last post)

[Exerci]

As she followed Kai over toward Mav and the unknown fae, she listened as Kai addressed her. The tall she-varg nodded her head respectfully as she neared the others, smiling curteously before speaking. "It's nice to finally meet you, Krystal" The young varg smiled at her fellow fae before turning to the others to listen. As Kai asked if their numbers were enough, the femme felt a rush of excitement. But with Mav's reply, she was already eager to begin the hunt.

The speech made by Maverick made her even more excited, and already she could picture the thrill of the hunt in her mind. The tiger-striped fae listened carefully, drinking in every word. As Maverick finished and howled to Fenris to ask a blessing, she too, bayed and let her haunting song harmonize and twist into the skies with Mav's.

"Finally, the time has almost come to fell the Herla.."

Her words were quiet, as if directed only to herself, but she knew the others could hear. On that day, there would be bloodspill, but not that of the Koran varg. It would be the blood of the Herla that were felled to feed the wolves of Koran.

/That sucked, like Krystal no muse and my last post in this thread until the one in the hunting grounds begins ^^//

[Kai]

((sorry this is so short, I couldn't figure out what to say))

Nodding his head to Maverick, his black banner waved faster behind him, the excitement was building with the hunt being so close at hand. His mouth watered as he recalled the last time he had tasted Herla meat, it had been so long ago... When he still had a family. He remembered the first time he had tasted the sweetness that was so unlike rabbit, badger or even vixen. He had never gotten the chance to actually participate in these hunts, he was always the inexperienced cub following along in the back with the other Sikla, though it was an experienced he enjoyed nonetheless.

This time, however, he would be a part of the action. Running beside Maverick as a true a warrior, fighting to maintain a social order and provide for the pack. He had a goal now, one shared by all who were present, and there was nothing that could bring them down.

As Maverick riled the group with his enthusiastic speech, Kai knew in his heart they would be victorious. Already the sun was beginning to shine down on the land of ice and snow, as if to say that they would overcome all obstacles needed to be successful. Amber orbs shone brightly with anticipation and mirrored the rays of Fenris himself. With his blessing, there was no way they could lose. Raising his own charcoal muzzle to the heavens, he sent forth the powerful howl of a warrior, pining for a battle when in his mind the victory was already ensured.