Forest Lycans, Hear my Call

[Morgana]

Though I would love to hear more of your threats Im here to discuss matters with Chailyn. She said simply. And I know you would rather kill me this second I think you should rethink your actions..because this matter is simply too important.

She had a firm tone with Rikka, no fear was shone in her eyes only the fires of determination. She noticed Rikka hadnt moved from her postion.

Again, I am not here to fight only to speak on peaceful terms with your elder.

[Sealla (Retired)]

As Morgana began to speak, Sealla watched her. Such determination was shown in her eyes and body stance. An admired trait by only the few who carry it.

[Morgana]

She waited for a reply but Rikka hadn't spoken..only the whispers of the wind was heard around.

Did you not hear young one? She asked.

She was slightly annoyed by the forest lycan, her time was running out and so was her patience.

I just simply request that Chailyn and I talk about these matters, and Im sure you know where she is as of now. Am I not correct?

Her eyes continued to gaze at Rikka, waiting for her to make her move.

[Chailyn (away)]

"All you have to do is ask, of course," murmured a voice, it's melodic quality hinting slight boredom.

"Of course the members of my pack are generally alerted to my whereabouts, if it is in my best interests for them to know. But trivial meetings always bore me so... I rarely seek company past that of my friend Rikka, my chief advisor, and of course, my own company..."

Chailyn had joined the small gathering with a stealth that was owed to many years of strict practice, that in her physique only the lines around her eyes told of.

"But as it seems, though we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past. What is it that you would like to speak to me of, on this occasion?"

She let out a slow breath, nodding to the other foreign lycan with a disinterest that could have been taken as rude by anyone who did not know Chailyn well.
"Your friend is safe, for the time being...so please speak before my patients wains."

[Angel Siren]

Angel's ears pricked, and for once she wasnt in control of her body as it moved through the forest towards the sound from which the howling had come.
Finally regaining control Angel stoped and gasped for air. where in the heck... she thought but was interupted by voices.
Following the voices Angel found the lycans 'meeting'. Spoting Sealla in the group she decided to stay and sit in the bushs and watch the proceedings, hearing everything from her vantage spot, knowing that she would soon be found.

OOC: Can i talk to you when this is over Chailyn?

[Sealla (Retired)]

ooc: I'm sorry I havn't replied sooner, but I was awaiting Morgana's reply. I apologise to her, but it really does annoy me that she's never on.

bic: A new scent filled the air. Twas Angel. One of the newest Lycans to embrace the immortal world. But she shrugged it off. It probably wasn't the best idea for her to be here, but Sealla sisn't say anything about it.

A nod was sent to Sealla by her turner, Chailyn, and she returned the favour. Her cold eyes turned blank as she tripped out into her own thoughts. Did Chailyn know of Sealla's true turning?

[Morgana]

She bowed her head respectively towards Chailyn, though they were enemies she didnt want this meeting to start off badly.

Chailyn, I wish to talk about the matters of the war...I believe it is beginning to come out of hand.

She noticed a new presence, one hidden among the greens of the forest. She sighed knowing it was one of her clan,

Young one, go before you are found. If Chailyn finds you..you may never know what trouble you may be in..now hurry

Knowing none of the others could of heard, she waited for the young lycan to be off. Her eyes showed fire, courage...she wouldnt go back until she had gotten what she had came here for.

[Rikka -Visiting Home-]

The woman was unsure of the woman’s age, but didn’t enjoy being patronized, no matter who the speaker was. Chailyn’s arrive had stayed her anger, probably for the good of all the women gathered.

As Rikka listened intently, she suddenly found her interests taken more. Rikka said almost a whisper, “And I can smell a prize…” With a flick of her head, Rikka stared at the girl. Although she was hidden from sight, Rikka knew she was there.

“Morning sunshine,” She said. It was a curt invitation to reveal herself or be revealed by force.

[Chailyn (away)]

Rikka, not right yet. snapped the Lycan Elder, with an almost imperceptible shake of her head. It was time for discussion now, not action. A sole opportunity to either get her point across, or to at least have a war of words. Either way, an act of violence would result in cutting their little tea party short.

"You believe that, do you?" commented Chailyn flatly, her eyes incredulous. "Pray, enlighten me as to how you have come to that conviction. I see no change in the state of things, past the younger members of your clans continual insults to my pack, by gallivanting around my territory with not so much a word to beg permission to do so, let alone a good will gift."

Chailyn arched an elegant brow, as if to ask how Morgana was going to defend herself against that allegation which was quite true in this case. The Forest Lycan Elder was sick and tired of giving out warnings to the naughty children that so habitually broke the laws that were decided upon by beings much older and wiser than they.

"My ears are open to your wisdom, Morgana," she continued, her upper lip curling slightly.
"So speak now, or forever hold your peace."

[Morgana]

Her eyes flashed a goldish glow, she would not let her temper ruin this meeting. Afterall, this would probably be the last meeting they would have. She kept her posture high, not letting the lycan think she was getting the best of her..if she needed to she would defend herself.

She smirked, After all this time, Chailyn you ask for my wisdom?

Before letting the Elder reply, she pressed on to the important matters.

Chailyn if I had known about the pups roaming around the forest, there wouldn't been a problem. I have been asking for a meeting with you for months before you finally respond...but, if I will my clan to stay away from the forest unless with your permission, is there a way to find peace? She asked.

She knew peace wouldn't be easy to get, and if fighting was the only way...she would do so. Though the thought of the war waging longer was a thought she hated, she had to protect her clan, and the future of the lycans.

What do you say...

OOC- By the way Chailyn I like your ending to you last post

[Chailyn (away)]

(ooc) Why, thankyeh ^_^

(bic)

Chailyn rolled her eyes theatrically, one delicate hand covering a yawn that escaped from her parted crimson lips.
"If there were no more intrusions to my territory, there would of course be no problem. I have no wish to sustain violent relations between a sister clan, but it seems that you force me to, by these persistent invasions of my land."

The forest Lycan Elder let out a peal of slightly insane laughter. Her expression would seemingly have been filled with merriment, if it were not for the malevolent glint displayed in her two bright eyes.

"And I thought that this would be but an obvious solution...my, my..." She paused for effect, a sadistic smile forming on her face. "But as you didn't even know where the children of your clan are? We aren't loosing our power as a clan leader, are we?" Her tone was dripping with cordiality, a thin mask to the malicious pleasure she derived from the taunts that she delivered.

"But that said, if you can keep a firm enough control over your kids, I'd be very happy to never speak to you on bad terms again. Sounds reasonable?" Chailyn smoothed raven-coloured locks out of her bright eyes, which remained ever fixed on those of her opposition.

[Morgana]

She glared at the elder for a moment before pressing on her matters. She wouldn't add to such childish phrases, these were serious matters and she didnt need to stir up any more trouble.

That sounds like a plan..and hopefully in the near future we will be able to truely have peace between our sister clans. Before I take up anymore of your time, I give you my gratitude not only as an elder but possibly a friend?

She paused and sighed, so far everything was going according to plan...the war was almost over..?

[kouga]

Kouga knew he had no place in the meeting but with so many elder he must go he felt he had to. He moved slowly knowing they had to have heard him. He got close and sat down looking at the all 'tell me elder lycans why is there two clans where once a proud and powerful one clan stood?'

[Sealla (Retired)]

The black Lycan by Morgana's side glared at Kouga. Hasn't Chailyn answered that question enough times already? spat Sealla at Kouga.

I beg no disrespect to Chailyn, but I'm sure you're annoying her by asking that particular question time and time again. This was not her home. It once was, but no longer.

[Isaac]

"Even I'VE figured that out." Once again, Isaac had managed to butt into the conversation once again, having, again once again (if that makes sense), shadowed the Lycans coming into the forest. He deliberately stayed in the higher branches, though he held no illusion that his height kept him completely safe from the Lycan's below, at least the height would be a precious time-saver for his getaway.