Black Ice had returned home to the Tundra, to find not only the pesky, dominant male, Greyn waiting, but Silver Mist, her much beloved alpha. The initial greeting had been tense. Black Ice had not wanted to immediately drop to a submissive pose, she hadn’t wanted to appear weak. She’d never been weak, never been subservient to another wolf aside from Mist. But questions had risen in her mind… Was the silver fae still strong enough to lead her? To dominate and control Ice’s temperamental personality? The other fem had acted as she often had, cautious, but the alpha, in the truest sense. Ice’s uncertainty had been laid to rest. The most important of pack greetings over with, Ice had retreated, going off to re-explore her homelands, and to see who else had ventured back to the Tundra.
She hadn’t been gone long when her name perked her auds, raised her head, and cast her gaze toward the land of the lights, and her newest friend, Kosses. She stood stock still for a moment, gazing curiously toward the other alpha’s packlands, wondering why the fem would be calling for her, so soon after they’d just parted ways. Her hackles raised, and she snapped in annoyance at a fly buzzing near her blood stained maw. Her tail stirred the air over her back briefly as she listened to the dwindling howl.
It didn’t take her long to determine she’d travel to the other’s land, to summon the call. She set off at a ground eating job, her long limbs carrying her effortlessly through the summer grasses of the Tundra, and through the forest that separating the Tundra from the Wing. Along the way, she got distracted a couple times, having caught scent of a familiar old friend, and stopping to determine how new or old it was. Wolves were returning, and Ice felt secure in her place.
Black Ice broke through the trees into the space Kosses occupied. She slid to a halt, her paws slipping briefly in the wet ground, ground that probably hadn’t seen much sunlight for the trees overhead. She tilted her head, auds perked forward, her gaze focused intently on Kosses. The deer was nowhere to be seen, so Ice could only assume kosses had gotten it home safely. “You called?” She was starting to feel subordinate even to Kosses… Never had she answered any wolf’s summonings but Mist’s. |
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