Wither

The white huntress moved gracefully into the deadened forest. The towering tress looming like lifeless shadows, holding the sky to the earth so that it would not leave. Her brown orbs held the sight and she sat in a soft pile of snow, laying in the icey substance for comfort. Soon the heat trapped in the snow and she felt only a slight bit of comfort. She waited for Tersek, they should probably go seek for members.

Tersek

After he had marked along some of the borders, Tersek caught scent of his niece and headed in her direction. He wasn't quite a year old yet, but he was already large enough to be seen as one, and thanks to his father he had enough strength to back that up.

"Wither." The grizzled hybrid said in greeting, padding towards her, "Is it just us here then? Has Risen given us any orders? You know... we need a bird of our own to spy on other packs and stuff..." Tersek rambled, jumping from one thought to the next as it came to mind.

Wither

Wither looked up to her uncle and nodded to his question. " She has told us to wait. She says we are going to attack soon." Her pelt rose and fell. Thick around the scruff, winter was still here, and she knew a fight in this weather would mean sure death to the losers.

Just when Tersek spoke of a bird, Ino came fluttering in, frantic. "V-Vestige is planning an attack on the Haunters." She didn't even stop. She just flew in, told the news, and left.

Wither stood, looking to Tersek. "Do you think we should head back or wait for a further update?" Ino never said the pack was in trouble now. Just someone was planning on attacking.