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Astaria

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#1

Blackfoot Ardria

As if drawn by some unseen force the dark-pelted woman found herself wandering back through the Pine Forest. Sure, she had to go this way to get back home... but what she didn't have to do was go this particular way. It was a bit out of her way but she remembered a time not too long ago that she'd met one of Cailan's siblings here. Adair. He who she'd promised safe passage into Astaria so that he may visit his brother and make up. It had yet to happen but she still held out hope that it would. She couldn't force Adair to visit Cailan if he was afraid of retribution from his kin... but she could make it as easy as possible.

Perhaps she was traveling through now to see if he'd made up his mind, if she could escort him there and help them mend their family but there appeared to be no such luck.

Although a scent on the breeze did catch her attention.

Female. Loner. Similar to the Immortalis' that she knew.

The dark woman paused, ears perked and listening while her green gaze traveled around the edge of the pines. She was not alone here but she was also not afraid of who would possibly come out to greet her.

“Don't tell me what you think that I can be.”

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Astaria

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#2
Per her elder brother's request, Ianthe had spent the last several days tracking the whereabouts of their recalcitrant sibling. The task was a simple one, though the sheer magnitude of the search area lent a certain level of difficulty that Ianthe found rewarding; gathering data and assimilating it was her forte, and what was tracking if not that? A bent blade of grass, a disturbed patch of brush, an old scent....each touched by rain and wind, separately, they offered no tale, spoke no story. Together, however, they denoted a singular truth. Cailan seemed to loiter in one particular region, but therein lay her primary difficulty.

Though she had managed to trail Cailan to the border of the Vista, she had been unable to go any farther; a heavy scent marker demarcated an invisible line beyond the caves. Though the flavor of the pack border had been familiar, Ianthe was not yet so desperate that she wished to play at politics. So, she'd lingered, gathering ever more data, delving deep into the bounds of observation. Mental files and invisible folders were organized and updated with every additional facet assimilated into the matrix, until Ianthe was at least passingly familiar with each wolf that called Astaria home. They were beyond the scope of her intent - and she had managed only to glean the bare minimum about Cailan himself.

Rather than announce her presence at the border, or attempt to call her littermate from his reverie, she'd elected to return to Adair. The pines rose tall around her, sharp with the scent of evergreen - but it was not her brother's pristine white pelt that stood upon the outskirts of the treeline. She stepped from the earthly shadows, her russet-auburn pelt burning bright in the afternoon sun. "Blackfoot," Ianthe noted, her level voice betraying nothing but bare acknowledgement of recognition. It had been some time since their last encounter, but Ianthe forgot nothing - not even the relatively newfound knowledge of the female's Alpha status.



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Astaria

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Adair felt a lightness in his heart that he had not felt in quite some time. Since he and his siblings had come to Cyrileth, they had experienced nothing but heartbreak, turmoil, and then stagnation. And they had been stagnating for quite some time now, in limbo and separated from one another. He saw Ianthe sparingly, Cailan once, and Integra not at all. This worried him -- but he had been busy with his own plans, and they had demanded his own time and attention. He had been purposeless, listless, moving through the motions without a plan. He patrolled every morning and every evening, though he didn't have to. He had begun to question his self-worth. What was he doing? Why was he here?

And then... Cheiren. A woman who he was growing to care for so deeply. A woman who seemed to understand him, at every corner, at every step. She had answered his prayers and given him a job. When she created her pack, he would serve as her second-in-command, and he would serve her dutifully, fully, honorably. The mere thought of having such a purpose, such a task, was invigorating. It filled his blood with adrenaline and made his heart pump rapidly in his chest every time the thought crossed his mind. It was so all-encompassing, this excitement, that it almost clouded his head of other matters. Almost. It was hard to forget about his estranged siblings when the scents of Ianthe and Blackfoot were in the air. He paused, lifting his head. Yes, it was definitely the both of them, and they seemed very close... Almost as if they were together.

Ianthe would be in the pine forest searching for him. This thought was certain in his mind, and so he abandoned his path and turned in their direction. When he approached, he heard his sister's stark tones. Ianthe clearly knew Blackfoot, and they were certainly both curt and direct. Adair appeared a moment later, his blue eyes moving from Blackfoot's newly familiar face to Ianthe's. He had asked her to return to the forest when she had news of Cailan or Integra. He could only assume she had completed her search. His eyes questioned hers briefly before they turned to Blackfoot. "It is good to see you again," he said, though his voice did not hide his curiosity. It had not been that long ago that he had encountered Blackfoot here and she had told him Cailan had joined her pack, offering for Adair to visit him to make amends. He had yet to do so, and Blackfoot would know this. Is that why she was here?



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Astaria

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#4

Blackfoot Ardria

The blue-pelted female did not have to wait long before a brand of russet fire stepped from the trees and into the open. The scent had betrayed her long before and Blackfoot showed no surprise at her arrival. "Blackfoot." Was the simple word of recognition. The blue one came up to conversation distance and gave a simple nod before replying, “Ianthe.” Exactly who she'd wanted to see. Upon their first meeting she had liked the other's straight-to-the-point nature and manner of speaking exactly what she meant. She hoped that this meeting would be the same.

Before she could open her mouth, however, another was coming towards them. His coat of white and eyes of blue betrayed him instantly. So, they were both here. Excellent. “You too.” Was her reply and the end of the pleasantries.

Her gaze was back on Ianthe as she wondered how much the woman knew. “Cailan is in my pack. Left an invitation for Adair to visit. It is extended to you, as well.” Did she know the extent of the troubles between the two? As far as Black knew Ianthe and Cailan had no glaring issues as the brothers did... Perhaps a better plan was in order and her mind began to plot.


“Don't tell me what you think that I can be.”

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Astaria

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It was not long before Adair intercepted their clandestine meeting; a wraith all in white, her elder brother drifted from the pine boughs with all the grace and fortitude of their father before them. Blackfoot was accorded acknowledgement, which the woman returned in kind. Ianthe remained silent, as immovable as a statue, until the conversation became more relevant to her interests.

'Cailan is in my pack. Left an invitation for Adair to visit. It is extended to you, as well.' Blackfoot's voice was flat, issuing facts forth from a level plain. There was no extraneous information, no wasted breath. It was an aspect Ianthe appreciated about the other female, a sense of connection and camaraderie that would have been heartwarming had Ianthe been prone to such soft fantasy. In turn, Ianthe did not waste effort proffering thanks. As it stood, the dark woman's admission was only the reiteration of presumed facts; Ianthe had already guessed that Cailan had joined the pack beyond the outlook.

The news that Adair had received an invitation - and that she was included in the offer - was the only novel thing that passed the other's lips. Glacial gaze flicked to her brother; the last they'd spoken, Adair had been ignorant of Cailan's whereabouts. Clearly, some overture had been made in the interim. Annoyance flickered, a butterfly against the iron mechanics of her awareness - the memory of an emotion there and gone again in the space of a moment. She compartmentalized, assessing options thereafter; one truth was made evident.

"This is foolish." She looked between them both, flatline and emotionless. "Adair. Speak with him." They could keep dancing around each other, or they could confront their issues; Cailan would run as long as he could, given the opportunity. She wasn't interested in playing that game.



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“You too.” His smile faded as he awaited her explanation for why she had come, though he had a feeling he knew already. Blackfoot seemed a woman of action, of a very specific purpose. She would not have just come for a casual visit. But it was Ianthe that Blackfoot looked to as she explained her appearance. “Cailan is in my pack. Left an invitation for Adair to visit. It is extended to you, as well.” Adair was not sure if Ianthe would know of this information. It felt as if he had only just recently found out himself. To learn that Cailan had found a place in a pack had been a comfort, but also an irritation that he had quelled quickly. Where his brother was concerned, Adair was prone to rash emotion. He did not want to be this way anymore. It made him upset to have such dark emotions in his heart, when he knew his brother needed guidance and love instead of more isolation and pain. Cailan did not make it easy, but Adair knew he had a duty.

"This is foolish." Ianthe's abrupt voice brought him back from his overture. He looked at her, his blue eyes a shade of surprised. "Adair. Speak with him." He pressed his lips together as he looked at her. She was right, of course, but he did not feel like being as incisive as she was. It was not so simple. To say that, however, would seem melodramatic and childish, and he was neither of those things. He did need to speak with his brother, but thus far there hadn't been an opportunity. He had been busy with Cheiren, and she was preparing soon to begin her pack. He had had little time to consider what he might say to his brother when he saw him again. "Yes," he said after a few moments. "I must."

He paused. "A friend of mine has been aiming to start her own pack, and so my attention has been with her, but..." He said this mostly for Ianthe's benefit. He had not seen her since Cheiren had truly begun her preparations for the Indrani Kingdom, and he did not want to leave this information out for his sister while they had this rare chance to talk. "You are right. Now is the time." He took a deep breath. "There is little chance he is hiding somewhere in the woods with you, is there?" His tone was lightly humorous, and his smile was ironic. He knew Cailan was not here. With another glance to Ianthe, he said, "Perhaps... Perhaps I can go with you on your journey back to Astaria." Ianthe was right: this needed to be done now.

[i]-exeunt Adair-[i]



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Astaria

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#7

Blackfoot Ardria

The dark woman remained silent, allowing the pair to speak amongst themselves while she simply stood aside. These were family matters and she'd done her part to help bring them together but perhaps what Adair needed was a push from his other sibling. It was certainly what he received. A woman of decisiveness just as she was. The pack could honestly use a woman like her but now was not the time.

Blackfoot looked from Ianthe to Adair, interest piqued at the mention of a new pack starting up... but again, another time and another place. At the white man's words of humor he received a small "hmph" of amusement from the blue woman, a small acknowledgement to his little joke but she felt not the need to say anything to it. It was obvious that Cailan was not here, not with either of them. There was only one place he would be now.

There was some sort of resolve there now and she would have to act on it now or the moment might be lost. With a dip of her head she gave a simple, “Of course. Follow me.” Blackfoot would turn to guide them back towards the caves and through there back to the Vista.

What would happen next?

Well, she hoped a loving family reunion but she Cailan and she knew this probably would go awry before it was good.


“Don't tell me what you think that I can be.”

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Astaria

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She presented her older brother with an ultimatum, and he was intelligent enough not to quibble. Ianthe nodded, satisfied, and lapsed back into silence as Adair offered an explanation for his previous lack of initiative. In truth, Ianthe was hardly interested; the fact that he was supporting this 'friend' in starting her own pack was filed away with the other truths proffered in the most recent exchange, but it had no bearing on their current circumstances.

The only thing that mattered was that Adair was willing to confront Cailan and settle the feud between them. Ianthe hardly imagined that Cailan would be any happier to see her, but that was no reason to hide under a rock and hope that the God and Goddess would sort their problems for them. Perhaps, too, Cailan would have more information on Integra's whereabouts. Either way, the path ahead was rampantly clear. She did not taint Adair's decision with words, and she felt no need to fill the silence with babble of her own.

"There is little chance he is hiding somewhere in the woods with you, is there?" the ivory male offered humorously. Ianthe blinked, untouched by her brother's attempt to lighten the mood. Blackfoot, too, offered only perfunctory acknowledgement. The lapse might have been awkward - but Ianthe was incapable of processing social situations as such. There was fact, and then there was folly; awkward did not factor into it.

"Perhaps... Perhaps I can go with you on your journey back to Astaria." the eldest Immortalis offered, directing his proposition to Blackfoot once more. Ianthe's gaze settled upon the dark-hued woman, who acceded to his request; when the pair moved off, Ianthe followed in their wake. She had been invited, after all, and her participation was thereby a foregone conclusion.

She trailed ebony and ivory through the now-familiar territory, and as always, her mood was thoughtful, her expression unreadable.

[Exit Ianthe]



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