07-18-2013, 10:44 AM
Jack takes great pride in approaching this moot with his Celduin packmates. Even greater than that proud bearing the Bone Gnawer carries himself with at their rear, though, is the happiness that shines in a full heart and wide eyes. Contentedness. Fulfillment. Completion. His hackles low, his head held high, his mouth open and tongue lolling free.
And they disappear. Through the membrane so wan within the bawn of a Caern and to a more vibrant world reflected up from its vivid Earth. And Law in War disappears again as the fog rolls in thick and obscuring. Lets it consume him. Sublimate his senses. Perhaps he wishes he could make his howl surreal. Phantasmal. Mysterious, a thing of enigmas and obfuscation to match their totem.
But instead it is a trembling roar, bridging the strength of the Caern's totem below his feet, reverberating through the brume, the nebulous mists that wrap around them like a Mother. A fierce and substantial howl that says within their patron's wispy tendrils hides the true stuff of terror and destruction.
And again he emerges from its shadows to join the gathering Garou, at the same time joining his howl again and again with each huffing breath of air, until he feels his mind wavering in dizziness from the blasts of oxygen and wild rage rising to replace its even keel with tempest and tremor below Luna.
And they disappear. Through the membrane so wan within the bawn of a Caern and to a more vibrant world reflected up from its vivid Earth. And Law in War disappears again as the fog rolls in thick and obscuring. Lets it consume him. Sublimate his senses. Perhaps he wishes he could make his howl surreal. Phantasmal. Mysterious, a thing of enigmas and obfuscation to match their totem.
But instead it is a trembling roar, bridging the strength of the Caern's totem below his feet, reverberating through the brume, the nebulous mists that wrap around them like a Mother. A fierce and substantial howl that says within their patron's wispy tendrils hides the true stuff of terror and destruction.
And again he emerges from its shadows to join the gathering Garou, at the same time joining his howl again and again with each huffing breath of air, until he feels his mind wavering in dizziness from the blasts of oxygen and wild rage rising to replace its even keel with tempest and tremor below Luna.