Aaka

Aaka was laying beneath a willow tree, thinking about life when suddenly frantic calls from the Toklat canyon reached her delicate auds. She stood with a growl and sent up a howl, calling to both her pack and those of the Toklat Canyon. She was on her way. If her pack did not join her, then cowards they were. They would be facing her wrath as well if they stayed here. "Pups can go this time." There was no point in shielding them any longer. There pack was that of fighting. That was what they lived and breathed. If her pups didn't like it.....To bad. She knew Phelan would stay. That she did not mind. Phelan was a lover, as was his sister Lost. But Aaka would have a use for them this time. Well....Phelan at least. Lost was still recovering, here now back from the Woodland farm. Which meant that Sweetclover, Atticus, Faute, and Phelan would be going. Still no signs of Sang. Aaka began to wonder if she would ever see her quiet black daughter again. No time for that now. They had to leave. Casino, Poker, Legosa, wherever he was, blast him. Aminita. Yes. Aminita was going to have a go at them to. Pups were on the line. Aaka knew Aminita couldn't stand seeing pups hurt. Maybe that would motivate the small hybrid. As Faute came near, a quizzical look on his face the white mother said "When the others arrive, tell them they must hurry to the Toklat Canyon. Pups are in danger Faute. They need help." With that the white and bloodstained alphess tore away from her white son and headed for the Canyon.

Legosa, Phelan & Sweetclover

Sweetclover and Phelan were the first to respond, with the large daughter leading the way for her small, timid brother. His attitude had begun to brighten to its normal self with Lost's return to health, but this new news wouldn't do much to help him. But, as long as he had his devoted sister there to protect him, he felt some confidence.

Worry shone through the calm, strong look that Sweetclover always held in her eyes. "Why did mom call? It sounded urgent." Whatever the cause, the courageous sister was ready to act on it to her fullest. For her pack, her life was put out without question. Beside her, Phelan inched up, ears back as he waited anxiously for Faute to deliver the news.

And then came the father, sauntering towards his offspring with a high-held head and tail. He had been weakened by a recent fight, and choose to remain separated from the pack until he was healed enough to stand in full power before them again. He wished for no one to see him in a helpless state, even the only wolf who he cared deeply for. "Faute, what's going on?" Legosa questioned, eyes narrowed suspiciously. By the sounds of his mate's call, it wasn't good.

Faute

"Uh...." He looked in the direction his mother had just disappeared to and his eyes narrowed. Facing his father, his own tail raised semi-tall he said in a bussiness like tone "The Toklat Canyon pack seeks our help. Pups are in danger. As is the entire pack there. Mom already left." He didn't know where the Toklat Canyon was but he was sure that Legosa did. He turned to his sister and brother and said softly "She wants all of us to go."

Legosa, Phelan, Atticus & Sweetclover If not for the urgency of the situation, Legosa would have smirked at his son's tail being raised as it was. So long as it wasn't in the alpha position, Legosa was quite pleased to have two out of three sons being so dominant. "Let's not wast time here then." The hybrid said, hiding the thrill for a fight in his eyes. He did not care for the other pack or their pups; his only concern was protecting Aaka and showing off his strength to the others. Knowing the Valley well, the alpha turned west and headed for the canyon.

Sweetclover nodded to Faute, no hint of panic in her facade. "We need to watch each other's backs and work together...." The sister left off a moment in her sentence as she noticed Atticus come up along side her, "This isn't a game, and we all know what can happen when... we don't keep up our guard." Yes, she was speaking of Laporta now. Clover strove not to be dominant per say, but to be a leader and organizer. Someone strong and assuring to lean on and guide others. She only hoped that her two brothers could put aside their bickering to work as a family. Holding her muzzle forward in a confident manner, she set off after her father.

Phelan felt butterflies flutter in his stomach, and his heart drum heavily in his chest. For a moment, his legs felt weak at the thought of battle. Pain and death consumed his mind, and he wished he could call his parents and siblings to him and beg them to stay here and keep safe, to stay away from all the fighting and danger so that no one would get hurt or die. But he was too timid to do that, and besides, Aaka and Legosa were already gone. Doing his best to swallow the impending dread, the darkly colored hybrid slunk after Sweetclover. His head and tail, unlike hers, were held very low and clearly reflected his feelings.

Atticus held back and snide comments this time. Although still irked about the breakup of his squirmish with Faute, the large brother was actually eager for this battle. "Lets see who can do more damage, shall we?" He said with a sinister grin to Faute, coming as close as he ever had to comradeship with his brother. As he headed after Sweetclover, his eyes fell to Phelan. He'd never admit that he felt bad for the runt, and feel more at ease if he had stayed here and hid during the fight.

Aminita

She had to be on the ball now if she wanted to keep her alphas happy with her. When the call went up for the pack, the hybrid had given a responding howl and made for the meeting area. By the time she arrived there, Legosa and the four adolescents were speaking about the fight. As they took off, she was quick to follow.