Vindari

x the minx was fed up with waiting and she needed to get her brother's land back NOW. so she did the best thing she could think of. she called in the family. Her father, her sister, her brothers, Rage, and them some dove, a total stranger, named Artemis. it was time to move in and challenge the competition, seven to one (Skye) or seven to three, the challengers and Skye. maybe the show of force would change their minds. or maybe they would just have to be killed.

vindari, camouflaged perfectly with the white snow, stepped out of the bare woods. She left the slightest hint of a print, but it was soon filled by more snow. her thick white ruff was even thicker and the silver guard hairs gave her a shimmering gleam. all that was visible was the outline of her petite for, her amber eyes, and her coal black nose. everything seemed to calm as vindari tossed her head back, calling for her kin. out of the woods materialized the spawn and kin of Danger and Summer Sun.

dangerous summer stood beside her younger sister, her icy blue lanterns peering out around their surroundings. her lithe form was entirely invisible, for she was the purest of white and her nose was the only indication of her presence. dangerous summer was never far from vindari. she’d seen her younger sister grow up and it was the only reminder of her mother, summer sun that she had. she wasn't going to let her sibling challenge leadership on her own. she lifted her pate, arching her neck regally and let fly a song that nearly matched her sisters in height, but it was richer in bantam than any other in existence.

Rage's obsidian black pelt stood out like a target on the snow, but his amber eyes shone brightly with blood lust. this challenge was territorial and the pack was determined to retrieve their homeland. the beta threw his cranium back and harmonized with Vindari's high, dominant howl, Summer's rich cry, many octaves below both. the very sound of the three opposing voices harmonizing was enough to send the small animals still out of hibernation scurrying. but the call would not end there, the trio was still awaiting the additions of their kin.

artemis

artemis materiallized out the forest, her auds standing tal upon her crown as she drank in the sounds of fighting. a crazed smirk appreaed on her maw and she stole up behind rage and quivered with anxiety. "when do we fight, rage?" the spitfire was absolutely obsessed with fighting and she was promised great rewards if she aided in the taking back of land.

with such vigor, she threw her head back and literally screamed her addition to the challenge. the short and crazed howl she shot out, though, was high pitched and wavering in such a way that even when she ceased to sing, it continued throughout the area, reverbarating off of trees and rocks, especially in the canyon.