Post by ♥Fresco on Apr 26, 2006 20:32:10 GMT -5
Zala padded into the area. She looked around at the trees and ground for a moment. She then found a spot that suited her just swell. She sat down and thought for a moment. As she did so her jet black pelt soaked up the suns head waves. It warmed her body up from the freezing cold ground. The snow could been seen for miles. Oddly enough the suns rays still weren’t strong enough to melt the snow away. Zala let out a sigh as her thoughts flooded into her mind ...
Zala was thinking about how totally different these lands were compared to her home lands. When she left her homelands she was expecting some changes. But these were drastic changes. These wolves had powers , these wolves would trap wolves they disliked in cages. These wolves just lived by odd rules and lived strange ways that they called a life. Yet in a since the lands were the same. They still had a leader and loyal members. But one thought stuck out to Zala as a thorn does in your paw.
Thinking about it for a moment longer Zala said aloud “I need to buck up and start acting as if I am a leader. As if I really am the alphaness. I need to take charge and stop letting Raikin make all the rules. I need to take some of the pressure of being leader off his shoulders.
After a lot of convincing herself. She gave herself a slight nod and stood up. She then sat back down. Maybe she and Raikin should talk. She threw her head back and sang to the skies above. In her call she called for Raikin and warned the others to remain in there spots and not venture near the two. They needed to talk. Not the pack and her needed to pack. The Alphas needed to have a one on one conversation.
As she awaited for him to come she thought about what she was to say.
Zala was thinking about how totally different these lands were compared to her home lands. When she left her homelands she was expecting some changes. But these were drastic changes. These wolves had powers , these wolves would trap wolves they disliked in cages. These wolves just lived by odd rules and lived strange ways that they called a life. Yet in a since the lands were the same. They still had a leader and loyal members. But one thought stuck out to Zala as a thorn does in your paw.
Thinking about it for a moment longer Zala said aloud “I need to buck up and start acting as if I am a leader. As if I really am the alphaness. I need to take charge and stop letting Raikin make all the rules. I need to take some of the pressure of being leader off his shoulders.
After a lot of convincing herself. She gave herself a slight nod and stood up. She then sat back down. Maybe she and Raikin should talk. She threw her head back and sang to the skies above. In her call she called for Raikin and warned the others to remain in there spots and not venture near the two. They needed to talk. Not the pack and her needed to pack. The Alphas needed to have a one on one conversation.
As she awaited for him to come she thought about what she was to say.