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ooc;; for cit Smile

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<font style=" font-size: 15px; font-style: italic; font-variant: none; text-transform: none; text-shadow: 0px 0px 9px #d2dce9;">                Little spy.</font> Where was she? He had come here to find her in her pack lands only to find that not only was she not in the area but the pack was not here either. He had strode boldly past the faded scent markings, massive beast pushing himself into the lands without much thought to it. Eyes would shift and slither over his surroundings as he considered what he was seeing. There was a chance that Citliali had spoken to Lucia about relocating, he hadn't seen either of them in a few weeks now while he had been exploring the coastline but there was part of him that doubted that. It took him a while to even find Cit's faded scent here, head lowered so nose drifted just above the ground though his aqua gaze would remain constantly up and darting about. Who knew who might be about. The large male would slink through the woods, not moving at an overly fast pace but he also wasn't exactly being lazy about it. The freshness of scents brought him closer to the mountain right up to the point where he was halted dead in his tracks by the scent boarders of a whole different pack... Odd. As far as he could tell she was within, so where did that leave him? He didn't especially want to cross the boarders and risk and alpha's task or to call out to Cit and force her to explain everything to her new alpha... Eyes would narrow before he would turn to his left and begin a slow trek along the packs boarders. Maybe he would pick up a scent trail where she left, maybe he would run into her... Stranger things had happened right?

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but darling, stay with me</DIV>

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One voice alone
A haunting cry</DIV>
 
 
<font style=" font-size: 15px; font-style: italic; font-variant: none; text-transform: none; text-shadow: 0px 0px 9px #000000;">Sometimes, Citlali wondered</font> about the first pack she had joined. What had caused Morgana to up and leave, disbanding the pack that had come together in the shadowy woods? She pondered that question now, perched in the craggy foothills facing Erro. It wasn't really her job to maintain the borders, but so long as she was out and about, whether she was hunting or herbgathering, she might as well check for any incursions. Caelum Clutch didn't seem to be overly aggressive towards outsiders, but like any wolf, she liked to know who was coming and going. 

She crouched, toes gripping the rock underfoot as her wings spread, wobbling slightly in the breeze. Her lessons with Andraste had helped, and she could now manage a relatively steady glide. She still lacked the muscles for actual powered flight, but it was a start, and more than she had had before. More than anything, it gave her hope. She pushed off from the boulder she had been standing on, holding her wings out wide as she glided down the mountain slopes. Before she hit the trees, she banked, traveling along the edge of the forest until the ground was nearing her paws once more. She folded her wings and let herself drop, coming back to earth with a quiet thump. Tucking them up against her sides once more, Citlali paused to sniff the ground idly, seeing who had been passing through.

Cruxer's scent hit her like a physical blow. She stiffened, fear fluttering in her chest. She hadn't seen him in some time, but here was his mark, minutes-old by the smell of it. She hesitated, unsure if she should follow the trail and seek him out, or turn tail and flee back into the safety of her packland. Perhaps he had come looking for her, suspecting that her long absence meant she had run away, confessed her sings to Caelum and renounced her fear-induced loyalty to him and his lavender companion. If that was the case, she doubted that a silly thing like borders would stop him if he was determined to find her. With a sigh, she loped off after him, following his scent.

She moved quieter as the trail grew stronger, finally catching sight of him in the distance. There was still time for her to run away. She didn't think he had noticed her yet. But such independence was currently beyond her capabilities. She cleared her throat to draw his attention and stepped out of the underbrush, pausing a short distance away from him.<font style=" color: #a1cbde; text-shadow: 0px 0px 10px #ffffff;"> "Cruxer,"</font> she said, bowing her head, <font style=" color: #a1cbde; text-shadow: 0px 0px 10px #ffffff;">"are you looking for me?"</font>
 
 
                                            <center><font style=" color: #a1cbde; text-shadow: 0px 0px 10px #ffffff;">"May I speak?"</font></div>
 
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Let it carry me
Through darkest night</DIV>
 
 
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ooc;; for lucia


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we will drive ourselves insane</DIV>
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One voice alone
A haunting cry</DIV>
 
 
<font style=" font-size: 15px; font-style: italic; font-variant: none; text-transform: none; text-shadow: 0px 0px 9px #000000;">He didn't seem</font> overly surprised to see her, reaffirming her theory that he had been seeking her out before she found him first. There was a minute tensing in her limbs as he moved towards her, and her eyes darted briefly to his saber-fangs. She hadn't forgotten their bite. He asked after her new pack. Ah, so that was why he was here. She nodded. <font style=" color: #a1cbde; text-shadow: 0px 0px 10px #ffffff;">"Yes, Morgana disbanded her pack. It was Lucia's idea to come here."</font> Her ears lowered, perhaps in shame. <font style=" color: #a1cbde; text-shadow: 0px 0px 10px #ffffff;">"I already knew the leader."</font> And now came the part she had been dreading, selling out the pack that had taken her in to preserve her own skin. She hesitated, unwilling to continue, but as her eyes glanced over Cruxer's fangs again, she sighed, shoulders slumping in defeat. <font style=" color: #a1cbde; text-shadow: 0px 0px 10px #ffffff;">"It's called the Caelum Clutch. Most of the wolves are from a family called the Madars. They look more avian than lupine. If not for their muzzles, I'd think them gryphons rather than wolves. Many of them have wings, and they're all covered in bright feathers."</font> A slightly wistful look entered her eye as she thought of the chief Madar. <font style=" color: #a1cbde; text-shadow: 0px 0px 10px #ffffff;">"Indy has more shades of blue on him than I have words for."</font> Cruxer may have thought that different was ugly, but to Citlali, the sheer variety of their species was absolutely amazing. <font style=" color: #a1cbde; text-shadow: 0px 0px 10px #ffffff;">"And the queen, Andraste, she has wings just like mine. But she can use them!"</font> She opened her own wings, sweeping them down slowly before folding them once more. <font style=" color: #a1cbde; text-shadow: 0px 0px 10px #ffffff;">"She's been teaching me how to fly. I can't really, not yet, but...maybe some day."</font>
 
She had strayed off-course somewhat, and resumed speaking. <font style=" color: #a1cbde; text-shadow: 0px 0px 10px #ffffff;">"It's a neutral pack. They have little interest meddling in outside affairs."</font> That was fine with her. The less danger she had to deal with, the better. And perhaps, if she could convince Cruxer that they were no harm to anybody holed up in their mountains, she could get him to leave them alone, at least for the most part. She looked back at him, trying to gauge his reaction to her information so far. <font style=" color: #a1cbde; text-shadow: 0px 0px 10px #ffffff;">"They're kind, most of them at least. They don't mean harm to anybody."</font> Caracara had proven herself to be a rather belligerent woman, but Citlali simply stayed out of her way. 

                                            <center><font style=" color: #a1cbde; text-shadow: 0px 0px 10px #ffffff;">"May I speak?"</font></div>
 
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Let it carry me
Through darkest night</DIV>
 
 
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