P.o.V. Darren/Tybris
I could feel Liam’s rage at Patrick's dismissal of our warriors and complete lack of empathy for them as members of our pack. Gerald wasn't giving off a much better aura, but his anger was tempered with a sort of fascination that was almost more worrying. Rose and Owen looked livid and I don't think I've ever seen her sit more rigidly. Every time Patrick mentioned her idea for giving a longer rest between shifts as a way to bolster his disregard for our warrior’s basic need for their pack, she would wince and a look of regret gradually filled her face. Everyone seemed on the verge of erupting and I knew I had to step in so the whole idea didn't go down because he wasn't thinking about the human element of his plan.
I gathered myself to step in and stood to make my piece and bring an end to this meeting before Patrick we
P.o.V. Liam/DelmontIt took every bit of self control I could muster not to storm out of the meeting when Patrick started talking about using our warriors to fill his outposts. Only my respect for the Alphas kept me from putting him in his place. Rumors I heard from the warriors and Alpha Gerald on Moira's situation all made more sense the longer I listened to him. Whether it was because of Moira and Trajan or his general inclination. He clearly looked down on the warriors.At least the Alphas were able to keep calm and come to a more reasonable proposal than sending large numbers of our warriors away from their safe town in the mountains to the middle of a forest to face rogues hours and hours away from everyone they know and love.I left as soon as I could. Delmont was not keeping his feelings to himself
Eulogy for the Lost Warriors of Grey PeakThe Goddess walks through the blackness surrounded by her children but always fixed at a distance. She can touch them only with her light and her grace as she gazes upon them and guides their lives. Her guidance and gifts have blessed our people from the moment she created us and bound us to her offspring.She gifts us with abilities, wolves, packs, and mates and, in remembrance of all she has done for us, we keep her legacy strong. We use our gifts to protect our packs and our mates. So that one day we each may have young that she will then gift with blessings of their own. Ready to continue the next generation to worship her and bask in her soft glow.Throughout our history we have faced strife and warfare. Many have been forced to flee their packs and territories
Moira LearyStanding between father and mother during Commander Alexi's eulogy was the last place Trajan and I wanted to be. We had actually fought both of them to stay with Chris, during the funeral, but they were on the same side about us having to stand with them. At least dad's arguments made sense. Only thinking about how it could make Hamm's family feel if we seemed to be giving preference to Tess' kept us from joining our friend.Mother's demand that the Alpha and his family always stood behind the warriors in these funerals was the weakest argument we'd heard in a long time. We started to tell her that as a warrior that meant we should be out there with everyone else, but dad stepped in and stopped me. He and Trajan had faced off about this already so we knew we'd lost, but had to try everything we could for Chris.
NarratorTrue to their intentions, the young wolves focused on strengthening their bodies and minds in the two years that followed. Chris, Bo, Rich, Sarah, and Moira all had different strengths and skills, but they focused as a team on progressing as much as possible. While it sometimes meant separate activities, they still pushed each other to succeed. Always focusing on bringing a better future to the Grey Peak Pack.Moira and Trajan grew the most, as would be expected of someone who was supposed to be able to take over an entire pack within four years. Many packs passed on the Alpha role as soon as the heir had found their mate. Both Grey Peak and High Valley traditionally waited to start the handover when the Young Alpha had graduated highschool and usually didn’t finish until a few years after. Moira and Trajan didn’t seem to be using
P.o.V. PatrickThe first day back to school their junior year was already irritating and the Grey Peak pack members had only just gotten off the bus. Patrick had to deal with a whole new batch of freshmen who were just as loud and obnoxious as those who came before them. The entire ride, the groups sitting in front of and behind him kept babbling about how excited they were to get to take an hour off of school to come back for training. He’d long since decided to put a stop to that once he was Alpha. There was no point in sacrificing people’s education for a few extra minutes of practice in something most of them wouldn’t even do.Luckily Stan and Seamus had come to their senses after the warriors stationed at High Valley died. Stan wasn’t a warrior, but didn’t want to deal with the loss he saw all around him so distanced
P.o.V. Troi Everyone's excitement was palpable as Troi and Chris headed up the small flight of steps onto the stage. Troi smiled broadly to the group as they stood to the side and let Chris take the mic first. Rich catcalled him as he got ready to speak causing the room to burst into laughter. Troi shot a dark look into the crowd that got them to quiet down. Troi was pretty sure that’s why Chris wanted them there as well. He could have delivered all of the announcements on his own, but Troi didn’t mind helping him out with a bit of crowd control. He cleared his throat to start again, “Ahem. I know everyone, or at least everyone who will be of age, is very excited for this year’s Maben Ball. As with previous years, High Valley and Grey Peak will be working together to coordinate the travel, security, and accommodations for our pack members. Please see
P.o.V. TroiSitting around a small conference table at High Valley over our mid-term break, we couldn't help but feel frustrated. It was aggravating to keep getting stopped and chased and interrupted by people wanting to sign up to help with the ball plans and preparations. We were ready to call it quits and it was only a half way through the semester. We still had weeks of this. But when we got together the list we had so far and took it to Luna Martha and got to see the excitement in her eyes, we knew it was entirely worth it.Since she already asked us to be in charge of coordinating security with Commanders Rose and Alexi and Sylva was going to help with finding enough housing for guests, she started by going through the first batch of names with the two of us to figure out the best way to divide the participants. Luckily we had made notes on what
P.o.V. TroiIt wasn’t entirely unexpected that Silva might find her mate as we wandered the town. We just didn’t anticipate it being our best friend and future Beta. As we all headed towards lunch we couldn’t help but wonder if this would impact his desire for that role. Silva had her own responsibilities here that were just as vital. As far as anyone has said, in our generation she was the only one to inherit any of the mind link powers from the Leary side. If she didn’t take on the role when her dad retired, it would cripple our communication within the High Valley pack. Chris and Silva were practical and loyal, they would see her role as irreplaceable where we could find another for our Beta.Calming ourself, we refocused on Silva’s special, now extra special, day. As we all got to the restaurant and sat down to eat, Ch