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RE: July: Opening Howl / Inner Sky - Samael - 07-18-2013
Keisha is present, of course. The Theurge hasn't yet missed a moot since arriving and she isn't about to start now of all times, when her future Alpha is acting as Caller of the Wyld.
The multi-cultural young woman shows up in advance, clothed in a simple forest-green dress and sandals. Her hair, as is typical for her appearance at such official gatherings, is pulled back from her shoulders and bound with a length of leather cord into a bundle of dreadlocks. The same aqua aura pendant from last month rests around her neck, and she is otherwise unadorned; her staff is freshly cleaned and cleansed, treated as if it is part of her body. For all intents and purposes, it might as well be.
She stands near Phoebe, and thus near Winona. They've already discussed packing and it's basically a foregone conclusion. Those she knows get warm smiles and waves; those she doesn't still get friendly nods of greeting. Winona, who she doesn't know yet but may well soon become her packmate, is greeted with enthusiasm.
When Phoebe opens the moot, Keisha of course gives it her full attention. Not just bodily and mentally, but spiritually as well. She opens up, revelling in the experience. The Fury's song stirs her, and she slips easily across the Gauntlet, taking the position designated for her. She is taken away by it, carried up in the experience and lost in her Alpha-to-be's song.
And when it's time, she slips up into Crinos. Her howl joins the cacophany of the others, many different voices uniting as one. As it should be.
RE: July: Opening Howl / Inner Sky - tithe - 07-18-2013
The wolves-who-are-human and the humans-who-are-wolves gather when the moon summons them and they all go down and down and Phoebe is their guide this night. Through the mirror. Into the Umbra of the world. There's Fog! Tamsin bounces when she sees. And Stag! This jubilant get-energy-out bounce-bounce from the soles of her feet and up and maybe she tugs on Hector's arm to keep from actually finger-wiggle-waving at her favourite spirits or maybe that's when she decides to shed girl-shape for wolf-shape and excitedly butt against Jack's side, bounding forward until Hector drags her back, or just catches up.
But she's still gleeful, jubilant, energetic, and she'll totally frisk toward and at other wolves she knows, all, hello! Hi! We're here! Isn't that cool! Yay! While keeping Celduin at the heart.
The girl-wolf's favourite part of the moot is the opening howl. She'd tell you if you asked her. Maybe. Or maybe she'd be ashamed to admit it. She is ashamed that it's her favourite part. Ashamed, because she knows it's her favourite part out of selfishness.
The choral swell of howls. The crescendo and decrescendo. The one-of-many, many-all-one.
She howls. And breathes. And howls, and breathes, and howls, and it's ritual, so the one is all part of the other, and it's just what wolf-witchery should be from a Fianna-girl-who-is-also-a-wolf.
So there.
RE: July: Opening Howl / Inner Sky - Cellatus - 07-19-2013
A single howl adds itself to the chorus. The man is there, quite obviously, for the same reason the others were. Dressed in denim and leather, bare toes gripping the soil as he made his way toward the singing. Its exactly the same way he appears in the umbra, his tall, wiry frame twisting its way through the gauntlet in this place, then stretching, limbs growing longer, body widening to tree-trunk width. And the hair, the massive afro becoming a mane of shaggy fur. Afro Daddy points his muzzle skyward and lets loose with a single confident howl, adding his power in with the others.
RE: July: Opening Howl / Inner Sky - jamie - 07-21-2013
Celduin is one greater this month and they walk not in a single file but in a cluster of birth-forms, occluded until they hit the edges of the place and fall into an unintentional sort of order. Omega bringing up the rear and alpha looking around wide-eyed for a moment when he cannot find his packsister before hauling her in again.
To say he's gained any confidence in his station or responsibilities would be a stretch but Hector holds his shoulders straight and does not skulk at the edges of the circle once they've come to claim a space. Bumps Winona with his shoulder all sup-like as they traipse towards the place they eventually carve out for themselves in the circle.
And then the one-boy one-girl one-wolf become three wolves and their howl is not a perfect euphonic sound but it's theirs and they do howl.
RE: July: Opening Howl / Inner Sky - -ix- - 07-21-2013
Thomas arrives at the park in homid and weaves his way deeper into the park quickly. There is a sense of barely contained energy about him, threatening to spill at any second into action. Once he's satisfied he's gone far enough into the park he shifts to lupus and runs toward Phoebe's singing.
He arrives at the gathering panting, but slightly calmer than he entered the park. His fur is black along the line of his back and the top of his head and there is a black masking on his face, but there is white fur under his chin and muzzle, extending downward into his chest. His flanks are mottled black and white, giving the appearance of dark grey only from significant distance.
The few people he's met so far are acknowledged, but he makes no move to join anyone. Instead, he waits, attention almost entirely on Phoebe and her singing. That attention breaks as they slip across the Veil and he catches sight of the assembled spirits. It takes a moment for him to ease regarding the spirits with wonder and curiosity, to return his attention to Phoebe and her singing.
And then they are invited to join her and his world becomes howling - Phoebe's howling, his howling, their howling. He may not be standing in a knot with his pack, or even with the rest of Thunder's Children here, but while they are howling, for the first time since he's come here, he is one with them. For tonight, that is enough.
RE: July: Opening Howl / Inner Sky - Damon - 07-21-2013
A fellow Shadow Lord! And a new face! Erich-wolf looks curiously (and just a touch warily) at the newcomer as the howl comes to an end. His tail is wagging low; he sniffs in Thomas's direction. Gradually, as he comes to a consensus with himself, his tail begins to thump Ingrid to one side, Charlotte to the other.
Thump. Thump. Thump-thump-thump-thump. He lolls his tongue at the new Shadow Lord, turning his attention back to the moot only as the Howl segues into the Inner Sky.
RE: July: Opening Howl / Inner Sky - -ix- - 07-21-2013
Thomas returns Erich's look, though for him the wariness edges over curiosity on the intensity. He takes in Erich's tail wagging and the lolling tongue quietly, his own tail wagging slowly a few times after a moment of studying Erich. It may not be the most enthusiastic of greetings, but there is moot going on around them. More than this will wait for another time.