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)Psh that was so inherited by Dialga. He was Time.(

Alexsei smiled weakly. "I saw that Firey Rogue walk into my camp." He barked with a juvenile superiority. "Who was he? I watched him fly out of the meeting."

Aeton crept around to the other side and blew a huge gust of air into the hole. If it worked Feather would be parachuted into the den with Mika-Mei.

(He was? lol)

Danalli: "He has watched our pack for countless years. His name is Z- Fell. His name is Fell."

Feather: I gripped my claws into the ground and bit into a thick fern stalk. My element was also Air so it didn't effect me as much as it would any other wolf

Aeton growled. "Feather, OUT!" He barked commandingly, finally just reaching in and yanking her out by the scruff.

Alexsei frowned. "He is strange. Will he join us?"

Feather: "Oh shut up Aeton!" I growled.

Danalli: "I don't know..."

Aeton still finished yanking her out anyway and glared at the huge hole in the fence now. "You're fixing that." He said snarkily, and walked off.

Alexsei nodded seriously. "Mm. If he comes back I will decide what to do with him because I am Alpha now." He said as he turned around, and started talking to himself as to what he would do to Fell.

Feather: Why do I even stay in this pack anymore!? I sighed and went to fix it.

Danalli: "Lidka is there for you. You may both be young... but the two of you are strong... What's your element, son?"

Alexsei turned back around slowly. "I... I don't really know yet. Can I just describe it at my best?" He offered, and came back to sit down. "I'm connected to the earth and the water, but distant from the wind. Fire is my ally but we are not one. When I dream it's like... toxin- they escape me and then come back with dazzling poisonous thoughts...if it had a phrase it would be something to do with poison and death but only at certain times. Have you ever heard such a thing?" The young alpha looked down in shame. "Surely this sounds like a fool's dreams to you..."

)HRRRG cough

Spoiler:

Don't tell him if she has any idea I have a plan.(

Mika-Mei started as she heard a voice from behind her. That certainly woke her up. The light pinkish wolf swiveled around, her scarf following, and focused her bright eyes on the wolf who had come in through a rear entrance. The light-colored wolf could see that the one who had sneaked in, Feather, had quite a few scratches; why would she go through the trouble of the thick brambles just to get to her? Mika-Mei's ears cocked forward in suspense, in case Feather had something important to say. But as she did that, Mika-Mei's ears picked up another noise: the footsteps of a wolf behind Feather. She opened her jaws to warn her visitor, but Feather quickly ducked into the bracken again so that she couldn't be seen. Clever, but also painful; Mika-Mei flinched slightly. The brown-grizzled wolf glanced attentively at the one who had come to investigate, and recognized it as Aeton. But he still had his attention on the hole, so Mika-Mei tried to think of something to distract him; however, a powerful gust of wind whooshed through the clearing, apparently from Aeton, and almost revealed Feather in the bracken. Anticipating the outcome, Mika-Mei stepped forward. At first it seemed that Aeton hadn't discovered Feather, but the male quickly pulled the female out by the scruff with a shout, and ordered Feather to fix it. Thankfully, Feather quickly complied, but Mika-Mei didn't like the way she looked.

The light-colored wolf padded to the hole in the back of the den, but only a few steps, so it didn't seem like she was contacting the other wolves too much. "Feather? What's wrong? Why are you here?" Mika-Mei asked, tilting her head. She made sure to talk quietly, but now that situation had happened, so the guards probably wouldn't notice quite as much if the two wolves talked for just a moment.

Whitefeather could hear talking, rustling, and commotion throughout the camp. On one side, it was calm and peaceful, and somehow mystifying and powerful; on the other side, Whitefeather could hear an angry voice and the rustling and cracking of bracken. Her large ears swiveled around as she picked up all the sounds, but she proceeded to look around for the alpha male, Aaron. He still hadn't announced that the pack could go outside, but the wolves of Pond Dust were probably still startled by last night's... attack, if one could even call it that. As Whitefeather made a face of disgust, her nose curled up, distorting the black streak on one side of her muzzle. She didn't want to be stuck in here for long. Perhaps she could get through a loophole, and fly, as long as she was low and over the camp. That would work.

The white she-wolf, swishing her thick tail, padded toward the back of the camp, but didn't bother to interrupt the wolves who were talking on the rocky outcropping there, no matter how interesting the conversation sounded. She was curious, but it probably had nothing to do with her, and by the few words that she caught, she could tell that it was none of her business. The blue-eyed wolf flapped her wings once, creating an icy wind as if winter was blowing in. This would only last briefly, but it would make a good tailwind to let her take off more easily. Whitefeather began running, her tail straight out behind her to make her more streamlined, and she accelerated as fast as she could, to make the most out of the small runway that she had. In the last few moments, it almost seemed as if she was only running on her front legs, as she held out her huge wings straight and tore across the ground as smoothly as she could. As she took off from the ground, she gave one last forward push with her powerful, almost rabbit-like hind legs, and finally got enough lift to soar up into the air. She angled her wings downward just a little so she didn't go too high, but she didn't want to create so much drag that she fell. After a moment of instability, the snow-white wolf was flying gracefully. The wind had just died down, so she could turn around and circle just above the camp. Perhaps she could keep watch up here. Surely if that was her cause, the alphas wouldn't mind...

Danalli: I put my nose to him. "I've heard of it... but never found out what it was called."

Feather: "I just needed someone to talk to. I thought you would be the right one sense you have no friends yourself."

Sage: I sat in camp. Silently thinking and flickering my eyes towards things as if I could see. I heard Whitefeather start taking to the sky. I just nodded simply to myself.

Lidka: I sat still on the rocks watching the camp. Still the strange feeling of my undiscovered-element weighed my stomach. What was it!?

Spirit Of Lillian Rose: I appeared this time in the middle of Camp. I knew no one but Lidka could see me. I saw her gaze flicker to me, alarm in her eyes but a sense of calmness. I slowly began to walk to her. I pressed my nose to hers. "In the end you may question your own belief. The more demonic reigns will rise. And one lost wolf will win. Seven become One once more in an epic battle to the death."

Danalli: I laughed with the pup he was perfect Pond Dust material. What we needed, a strong leader. Finally. I laid down calmly. "I'm glad you're one of my grandchildren."

Feather: "Good idea, but I still have to finish the barrier..." I continued weaving bracken. "Get used to it. I'm an outcast here too. Our pack refuses to have Omegas but I know I'm one."

(Accepted and I'll but her as a Fighter)

)MOAI, calling for your post here!(

(You need to reply too Blanx.)

)Hahah I was waiting for MOAI but okay...(

Alexsei smiled at her. "You probably said that to Valkyrie when he was little too." He barked playfully, looking up at her.

Remi prodded Layla. "Hey squirt, wanna go play in the water?" He said persuadingly.

Laya: "Sure, but stop calling me that!" I laughed and followed him.

Danalli: "I don't think I did." I licked his ear.

Laya: I laughed and began to run after him. I stopped as I reached the river. I leaped on the rocks that led down the river. "Remi, where does the River go?"

Laya: "But it goes both ways. Does one way go through Pond Dust?"