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Concern flashed in the eyes of Bright-Howl. "I thought I saw her a few hours ago. Although I am not sure." Time seemed to have past her by she looked around a bit she too was reluctant to leave the warm comforting embrace of Dark-Moon. She cast a look between him and Forest-Wolf.

Forest-Wolf looked around and groaned.

"Where could she be. I'm positive that I saw her earlier!"

Lone-wolf had ran. She never asked why she ran so much, but when the urge to run was too powerful she would run. Always running would last until her heart ached. [stupidstupidSTUPID!!!]

Forest-Wolf stood up and moved towards the forest edge.

"For one thing, I'm not going to sit here and wait. I'm going to look for her."


He quickly ran into the dense forest to find his friend.

Bright-Howl sighed a sound that sounded more like the whisper of a breeze. The wind that seemed to come and go blew through her hair gently. Her warm honey colored eyes looked at the sky ever growing lighter. The hard faught battle of the earlier night seemed to slip away as if it was nothing more than a mer shadow.

Dark-Moon sighed at the swiftly dissapearing form of Forest-wolf...

It's sad to see such confusion in these two... they don't seem to realuse that peace is not something you can run after or fight for... It must come from within...

Just as I cannot force Tsume to tell me her fears or her pains, so can she not outrun them... She needs to come to me... to US willingly and then she can start her quest for the peace she craves...

he looked sideways into Bright-howl's eyes and smiled

And you need your first lessons...
We have time untill the newcomer wakes up to quietly talk about your life now that this hunter is dead... i feel your spirit is at ease now, the pressure of being hunted has fallen away...

Now you will be able to fully reach within and explore the gifts our mother has bestowed upon you... young Crescent-Moon.

Just as the newcomer seemed to understand the speech of the animals, so will you uncover the powers the Earth-mother and our her sister Moon have given us... How to see the spirits of nature, to speak with them , to implore their powers of healing, knowlegde and insight...

Dark-moon touched his muzzle to hers very gently and sat there to just drink in the perfect calm and hapiness of that moment before speaking

close your eyes, my child... see if you can hear the spirits of the winds, as well as feel them... they have been trying to speak to you all your life... but you didn't know how to listen...
hear the rustliong of the leaves...
the sound of the wind caressing the soil...
the imprint on your skin or the ripple in your fur...
Listen.... and hear

Tsume slowed at the bursting pain in her heart. Looking around she could tell it would be a while before she could find her way back,not that she mind. glancing at the sky she wached it grow brighter and saw birds flying. She smiled and wished them well. About to turn around she saw somthing through the trees and went to see what it was.

Forest-Wolf moved from the trees and looked at her.

"Tsume. Are you alright?"

Moving towards her he sighed in relief.

"I was worried. But, you seem to be okay."

Bright-Howl newly named Cresent-Moon closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Once again the wind blew around her gently. Then the wind moved infront of her and swirled in a circle like pattern and then it turned a brilliant golden and sat still. Glowing softly and gently as if waiting for a command.

Clank, Clank, Clank the sounds of armor moving as a man walked was easily audible as Alexander approached the area the battle had been faught, and where Dark-Moon and Crescent-Moon now where. He sword was sheathed, and his sheild strapped to his back, and his helmet under the crook of his arm.

The armored man cautiously slowed and moved around the sleeping Night-Song, "Well, at least I'm not the new guy anymore.. he thought to himself. He quietly, as a man in full-plate could hope to be, took a seat on a nearby tree stump. He didn't want to interupt whatever Dark-Moon was doing with Bright-Howl/Crescent-moon. Though, that was a neat trick.

He grinned to himself, he knew a few tricks himself.

Alexander was mostly unalarmed by the snarl. "Don't worry," he said. "I'm a werewolf, lycanthrope, garou, whatever you call it too. But - you could probably already smell that."

"So, calm yourself. I'm a friend. Or, at least, I have friendly intentions."

Night-Song observed the other garou with an expression in her face that made it perfectly clear what she was thinking about his unaware reaction to her snarl. But she was bound by honor not to bring battle to the pack of Dark-Moon who gave her a place to rest, so she only made a disgusted sound about this garou wearing an amor. She looked up to the raven.

*raven-speech*
It is okay, old friend. Nothing to bother about.

With another warning look she layed down again and continued her sleep. The most of the injuries had healed, but she would need some more time to be fully recovered again - a clear evidence that she must have had a really hard fight with the hunter.

Dark-Moon was staring at the place the metal-clad wolf would step out from even before he was seen... but long after he was heard approaching.
It was clear in the eyes of the old warrior that he found it completely incomprehensible why anyone would shut out the caress of the wyld in such a blunt fashion....

Greetings. It is good that you have rested and are strong again...
I believe that - before all sort of matters interruped us, you were going to explain me why you came here...
I know you fought the baron's men... and for that I am gratefull, but you dress in the garb of battle and show many..... human qualities I find disturbing...
Why don't you ease an old wolf's mind... take off your metal skin and sit amongst us in the form of the wolf... if just for tonight, when we honour the exploits of three young wolves that have survived their first true baptism of battle...

he looked at the still-drowsy form of Night-song

As soon as our skald's strenght has returned, we shall begin the feast in their honour.... and I would not wish it upon you to have to skip the hunt because you where ill dressed for the occasion

Turning his attention fully to Bright-Howl again, as the little light manifested in her hands

Aaah... very good... It knows you listen now... it made itself known and wants to know your wishes... it thinks you have a request. Why don't you try a little trick ?

*whispers something into her ear with a slight mischievous look on his face*

That will get matters right on track....

He smiled as he waited for the realisation to dawn on her face and for her to deceide what to do.

"No offense taken, Dark-Moon, but, you show many wolf qualities I find disturbing," Alexander replied. "Not that these qualities are bad themselves, I just think for a creature gifted with two forms and one that walks between, balance is more suitable than leaning all the way to one side."

"But, if you wish," Alexander said. "Then I will do so, for now." Alexander pulled out a amulet, and with a whisper word, it began glowing with a soft blue light, and the armor followed suit, changing slighlty, hidden inscriptions, ornamentation, and such were reveal upon the armor's surface, ones that no human could have known. Then the armor vanished, and Alexander placed the no-longer glowing amulet around his neck.

The man stood, before dropping to all fours and shifting into a wolf, who's coat was white, but shot through with silvers, greys, and a strip of black that ran from his nose to the tip of his tail. His eyes had remained sky-blue. He exerimentally moved around a bit on all fours, to get used to the feeling again.

Bright-Howl smiled as the realization dawned on her with a few whispered words she asked the spirits to re-vitalise the newcomer by blowing the wind back into her lungs and heart... The familar wind blew through her black fur and the orange light seemed to move with purpose and then was gone. She opened her eyes and looked to Dark-Moon wondering what will happene.

The orange light, now glooming with warmth, moved towards the sleeping Night-Song who seemed to have a bad dream going on at this moment. The little light reached her and the raven - still aware of the things going on - didn't do anything to interrupt.

The light touched Night-Song and blew gently through her thick pelt. It then moved towards her muzzle that winced as if she would still feel the pain of the hunter's weapons - although no signs of injuries except for some new scars could be seen on her.

Night-Song deeply inhaled the soft and warm wind the little light gave her. With a short sigh she stood up and after seeing what had awakened her, she made a grimace that looked like a smile on her wolfen face. She turned her head towards Dark-Moon and Bright-Howl and both could see that there was still a painful expression in her eyes. But only a half second later this expression disappeared.

*wolf-speech*
Ahh, I thank you, bold youngling. It seems to me that you are learning fast what your purpose is. But you are having a good teacher at your side as well.

*ST-Note : Night-song feels fully refreshed after the spirit's gift... the pain is gone and the tiredness has melted away *

Tsume nodded but didn't say anything. She walked to the cleaaring and found herself surrounded by ruins. everything was sourrounded by plants."wow"

(To ST: Does this apply to pain of soul as well?)

St Note : Nope, just physical...

Forest-Wolf moved behind her and looked around. The place seemed quiet and peaceful. Looking to the blue-red sky, he smiled.

"What is this place?"

Bright-Howl nodded as she transformed to her human form warm honey colored eyes looked at Dark-Moon. "I didn't expect that. Well, not completely." She confied.

"Don't know but.... I feel better." walking around she ran back and grabbed Forest-wolf"Come on! We're going to be the frist ones to explore this place" Dragging him along she started to race through the ruins.

(is there a way we can get rid of chool )