Surrender .+. Framed

The foal was a smart little thing, and curious to. And it was always said, that curiousity killed the cat. Framed had left Surrender here as easy as pie. She led the filly into a clearing and stopped, letting her catch up. When Surrender entered the clearing, the little paint stared with bright blue eyes. Darkness. Everywhere. Shadows seemed to envelop every living thing, even the cream colored wolf standing before her. Framed raised her docile head and let loose a howl to alert Saydin that the job was done. Where are we? Surrender asked, but as always, Framed said nothing.

Soon, Saydin came into the territory, panting heavily. One of Aydan's hooves had connected with her ribs and snapped one or two. It would heal soon, but for now, she had what she wanted. Oh my dear, dear, Surrender. Are you alright? Sad card. Sympathy. Did they harm you in some way? Saydin asked. Surrender gave the wolfess an odd look. No... Wheres my mom? Saydin's face fell. I'm sorry to tell you this, Surrender... But your mom isn't who she says she is... Your mom is a horrible, horrible mare, one that is out to destroy everything in her path. She wanted to make you HER, make you kill, make you destroy. But you were only second best, they were going to make one of the other foals the new leader when Aydan and King got to old...

Aushwitz

Aushwitz was with Failure when the others arrived. However his friend dissapeared his scent trail heading to Toklat Canyon. It seems not everyone has returned. Aush seeing the new filly pricked his ears. So they got Surrender after all? This should put the alphess in good moods. Standing to his feet he approached respecfully lower than her.

"Would you like a hunting party to go out to fetch food to celebrate?" Some packs did that when something good happened. Besides the pack hadn't been on a hunt in a long time, and the sheep hunt had gone bad.