Rayne

As the early morning began to light the sky, Rayne had awoken just before the sun's first kiss to the earth. His heart pounded, eyes narrow as his dream screamed in his head. "Yes mother!" He cried as he quickly sat up and headed outside. His deep yellow eyes set on the highest roof he could find outside and he set his goal to climb it.

Once at the top, he howled at the top of his lungs, crying as deeply as he could. "HAUNTERS! Vermin!" His lip curled as he slowly began to growl. "Risen - She has come to me in my sleep. She has set this pack aflame. She calls you WEAK! She call you stupid... You are not the pack she intended. You ARE NOT HAUNTERS! You are pathetic!" He looked around, ridges at their highest. "Risen has said there are only a few left, she had asked me, in my dream, to lead those remaining who are loyal to her, to those who have not defiled her name!" He lifted up his lips further. "She wants a Hell Pack. Not something that is going to cleanse the valley, something that is going to rule the valley with an iron tooth." He looked at the temple, and if Greyfell were to appear, to him. "This pack has grown into dust, and a new era is to be born. Those who are willing to keep following Risen. She has chosen a location for us. The Soloughvien Downs, onward... True Haunters."

he moved out, moving to the Soloughvien downs. Where Risen had told him to meet an awaiting ally.

Deadra, Gai, Hura, Kota, Hong Kong, Jiju, Jiro

Deadra was quick to follow Rayne.

Gai the kangaroo hesitated but then hopped right after them.

Kota ran after

Hong kong the pitbull ran after them

Jiju and Hura two of hte polar bears followed

Jiro followed as well

Havik, Razor, Cynical, Fleet, and Dab

five more canines moved after the traitorous wolf. Their hearts laid in the life of war, and respect and loyalty to Risen. They weren't going to give up their places as Haunters for something weak and demeaning.

Stranglethorn & Others

A look of murder flashed across the lioness's eyes when she stalked out of the Temple, hearing the call of Rayne as he proclaimed a new branch of Haunters. She tried her luck with Dusk Stalker, but her half-sister was already looking up at the wolf with admiration and excitement. Beside her stood Dune, and a third feline, Stranglethorn. The three represented the feline portion that were taken by the other's throaty broadcast, their hunger for power and domination satiated by the words of their new leader.

Worse yet, in Velvet's eyes, she could see that there were even more appearing to show favor to Rayne's words; Erathi and Harcourt, two of the Haunter's valuable falcon sentries. Chark, Gamble, Krone, and Nachi? The five canines, especially the demented little female wolf, looked more than eager to follow him. Velvet made an attempt to stalk forward and talk down Rayne's words, and to draw attention away from him, but another idea crossed her mind and she held back.