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Date Posted: 21:31:16 09/10/04 Fri
Author: Eciwis, Ejiro, Kyval, and Cesaz
Subject: Changes...
In reply to: Shula, Tew, Erashun, Atumi 's message, "Cruddy post but needed to be done..." on 20:47:08 09/04/04 Sat

If the lanky tan was surprised by the generosity of the pack, she did not show it. This lack of emotional little caused by self-control however, rather the femme was still in shock, too numb to feel anything at all.

She turns slightly, not watching as her mate quietly accepts the portion of the healer nut, his body writhing as he absorbed the shock of the plant, but still too proud to allow himself to fall to the soil, nor give any noise to give away the pain. He deserved better... they all did.

Her mind reached for her four Pack Seconds as she prepared to finalize her choice. The touch of only three in response only served to affirm the femme's desiscion.

"They will not be following me."

Kyval's head jerks upward, ears falling back against his slick head. Cesaz's lips curl backwards into a silent snarl.

I've made my choice. The pack needs new leadership, to forget the past and begin anew.

Eciwis tips her head back sadly and gives one long lone mourning howl of farewell.

"Leave now. I will take care of the dead. Their bodies are on my soul, and their blood will stain my back."

Kyval hesitates a moment, before catching Cesaz turning and racing off to help whatever wounded she could find. He nods briskly, his own voice rising to the sky to summon the rest of the pack to him.

We go forward mri'kym, fewer in number, but stronger in hope for better days ahead. Follow me!

With that the tan surges across the southern territory, various Korats falling in behind him as they surge over the pack boundaries.

Eciwis turns to her mate, long since stopped trembling, the ache of exaustion flooding his form.

Go ahead Ejiro, find some place to sleep a fair distance from here. We continue onwards to find the black once I have completed my task.

The tan male sighs, and nods, his muzzle dipping one last time to Tew before surging off in the opposite direction of Kyval and those who now followed him.

Eciwis spends the next many hours carrying each and everyone of her fallen packmates off the territory, performing what rites of death were appropriate, and finally, late in the evening, joining her mate in slumber, a far distance away from this fateful territory, sides quivering not from fatigue but total and absolute sorrow.

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... -- Noni, Jhael, 22:39:11 09/21/04 Tue