& i think we're drowning
The King of the Tides swept around the island his pack called home most days, their border was nearly untouchable to most who couldn't brave the swim. Strong swimmers, Aquatis, Water or Ice Elementals would usually be needed to cross by sea. By air was the weakness for most, but he and a fellow few that could take flight with him for protection. Enigma mainly was to scout by air, which helped majorly.
The more he wandered the sea alone, the more he wished he had others like him here. His want for children made him think he'd be less lonely if he and Marella had some. He wasn't like his father, he had no want for bastards, no need for an army. He was loyal, and wanted nothing but his stunning wife. His hopes were she would have him, if not be hopeful herself for children of her own. Little heirs to command the sea and sky, an entire island to rule over.
It had been some time since they all had a meeting, and likely there was at least one new face. Perhaps Raven and Enigmas children were older, or had some news. It wasn't uncommon for children to stumble upon new things. The one thing he would like to make the others who ventured into the mainlands aware of was the war calls happening. He gave a soft sigh as he dried off in the warm sun of the south, his lower half of his body changing back into a wolf and less of a hybrid aquatic mammal. He moved swiftly to the clearing before settling himself on top of the driftwood throne. His head fell back, falling forth the island dwellers and any who wished to join their ranks.
When his jaws finally shut, he waited for a few moments. Of course then he heard the familiar flapping of wings, Enigma swooped in and landed not too far from the King. Giving a respectful bow, to which the King nodded with a smile. His son, Pierce quickly appeared. He was nearly full grown, it would be time to place him in a rank soon enough, along with his siblings. He could only hope that his beloved Marella would soon make an appearance. He'd wait until everyone arrived, greeting and responding to any who spoke to him before he'd carry out a speech.
"Greetings, my friends." He'd start out with in a gravely voice. "I felt it time for a meeting since we have not seen each other all together since Marella and I wed. I have some unfortunate news, but with it I have good news as well. As some of you may have heard past the crashing waves of our packs borders, war is brewing in not two, but three packs. My father Beartooth is leading Tarben into war once more against Sabertooth. Another male is laying waste to the northern pack Drekistone as we speak. These wolves are all dangerous and I highly recommend staying out of the North mainlands to those of you not looking to put up a fight." He gave a soft sigh, wishing he didn't have to say such things. "Onto the good news, however. I will be displaying new ranks among you, based on your capability to defend our home and your willingness to do so."
He looked to Enigma, the snowy white man with yellow and green scales and feathered dragon wings. Then to Pontchartrain, who he was told was once Beta for Tarbens own ranks. "Given Enigmas capability to fly and spit fire, he will be ranked as Beta. Pontchartrain has immense knowledge of fighting given he has survived war of his own and was ranked as Beta in Tarben, he will be ranked as Delta. You will train with him in combat, to learn to defend yourselves. We do not attack first, as we do not want to start a quarrel. But should one come about, should any of you become attacked or a target, we will march. If anyone has anything else to add, please inform me now."
Walk, "Talk", Think.
above the waves
the driftwood king
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