[Mature]Werewolf: The Forsaken - Preludes

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Max nods, “But they will need training, knowledge, and enough guidance to be a proper pack. Two more young wolves are on their way with that upstart Moriarty. Fives young wolves… tonight we see a new pack of Forsaken.”

Subtle Storm smiles, “Well we could certainly use all the new blood.”

Isaac adds, “My pack will aid in their training.”
 

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Tokiwong said:
Buzz rubs her bald head, “Well, one good thing is to never push a rahu too far, Luna’s warriors tend to have short fuses and I have seen the results of that fuse blowing. But for you I recommend just trying to take it one step at a time… and stop looking at me with those lover’s eyes.”

Buzz licks her lips, “As awesome as it would be, it is wrong and debased.”

Piotr was once more confused, not so much from Buzz claiming he was looking at her with lover's eyes but claiming it was wrong and debased. He thought he had already professed a dislike for shaved heads but perhaps Buzz found it easy to skip over that in her unbalanced state of mind.

"You sound like you greatly dislike sex outside of marriage," Piotr said, leaving it at that.

To spare further confusion he figured it was best to avoid asking her reasons.

"So who is this 'Roman'?" he asked, "Is it a nickname for someone from Rome or his actual name? I am guessing he would know what to do next?"
 

Festy_Dog said:
"So who is this 'Roman'?" he asked, "Is it a nickname for someone from Rome or his actual name? I am guessing he would know what to do next?"
“Max Roman, he is the alpha of the Silver Syndicate, hell he found the ban for Gurdilag… and led the fight against the idigam. The man is a living legend, and that is saying something for an Iron Master. He got some weird ideas though about unity, and making some kind of uratha nation,” Buzz replies.

“It just ain’t natural, but he keeps trying,” Buzz adds with a wild smile.
 

"I guess I can see why you didn't want me in your packs if you knew there were going to be so many of us all at once... does this happen a lot... five nuzu...five whatevers changing all at once?" Faith asked Max, though she was looking back and forth from Ariella to Camera warmly, as reassuringly as she could muster. If the three of them were all going to be part of the same pack then she definitely wanted to know about her packmates. The pink haired teen especially wanted to know about the other 2 that were yet to arrive, she wanted to know if they were much older then she was since she definitely was feeling like she would probably be at the kiddie table or something since everyone else looked old enough to be out of college and she was just a junior in highschool.

"The two that are coming with this Moriarty guy, do you know anything about them? How old they are and stuff? If we are all going to be a pack we need to get to know each other I guess, but we also need to learn about the tribes and I guess what our auspices mean to each of us, and I guess we can do that together with all of the help that you guys are offering." Faith says gratefully smiling at Isaac, Candace, and Max. "I have the feeling that all Uratha are not going to be so nice to us as all of you are...are there signs for us to watch out for?"
 

Shalimar said:
"The two that are coming with this Moriarty guy, do you know anything about them? How old they are and stuff? If we are all going to be a pack we need to get to know each other I guess, but we also need to learn about the tribes and I guess what our auspices mean to each of us, and I guess we can do that together with all of the help that you guys are offering." Faith says gratefully smiling at Isaac, Candace, and Max. "I have the feeling that all Uratha are not going to be so nice to us as all of you are...are there signs for us to watch out for?"
Isaac answers the first question, “For so many young wolves to feel the change is uncommon and speaks of something brewing in the spirit world. The why of such things ain’t exactly known to us. But we have to respect that something is happening.”
 

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“You will get to know each other,” Max responds, “But I don’t know anything about these other two uratha. But you are correct in believing that not all of the people will welcome you with open arms. As much as I would wish it, the old ways die hard. In time you will learn that although you can rely on allied packs, you will have to stand on your own paws and find your own way. But hopefully you will have the ample knowledge and training to survive.”
 

Ariella busies herself dressing. The shirt's a bit tight, but it's no worse than a swimsuit would be. The sweatpants fit fine, and she even has to cinch the cord a little. She listens while she works, but the terms are foreign to her.

Urathra, she gets. The wolf...god?...had explained that much. It was a fancy-pants name for werewolves. Packs she -thought- she got, but wasn't completely sure how it related to -tribe-, which in her mind meant something very similar...but clearly not in this strange other culture. Auspices, she had no clue on, and it was making her head hurt.

And all that was just spice on a nice big cake of swollen head from meeting a god, mixed with a healthy dollop of concern about just what that god had wanted from her to appear in person. She'd read quite a bit of Torah, Koran, Bible, and other holy books. In none of them did a god's gift come free.

Not that she'd actually gotten a GIFT, per se. Answers to questions she could just as easily asked these people. Somehow, she doubted the Death Wolf would see it that way though.

Finally Ari straightens up and says, "Okay...lemme get this straight."

She points at Faith. "I'm in her pack."

At Isaac. "But in -your- tribe."

"There's something about an auspice-blahdy-blah that applies somehow. We're all werewolves. Spirits hate us, but we respect them. We fight each other too. And since we're not making the nine'o'clock news, I'm guessing we do NOT fight, or eat, or otherwise make ourselves known to ordinary non-urathratic humanity? How? I mean...it wasn't like I chose to change into a bigass wolf. What if that happens at, like, a company picnic? And don't say 'leave no witnesses' because that is NOT who I am."

She folds her arms over her chest and looks at each of the 'authority' figures.
 

"I'm still trying to understand everything too, but if I understand it right, then your Auspice is your role in werewolf society. I'm a Cahalith, and Cahaliths aresuppoused to be the sociable ones that teach and tell stories and things like that. Your tribe is the giant group of like-minded Uratha that you are part of, there are five tribes and they each have some kind of shared ideal of what a werewolf should be. And then there is the pack and your pack is suppoused to be as tightly knit as your family, they are the Uratha that are always around, that help and support you, that fight with you and for you... did I get all of that right?" Faith asks looking to Max and Subtle Storm.
 

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Isaac replies, “No you are in my tribe, but she is apart of your pack… if you so choose. There is no law that says that you have to leave here as her pack mate, but I believe that everything will be easier for you if you choose to go this pack.”

Max adds, “We respect our prey, not every spirit is worthy of respect, but you should respect your prey. Spirits detest our presence because we keep them in check; we police them and keep them from running amok.”

Isaac continues, “It is part of the Oath of the Moon, but in short those that are not uratha must not know about us. It endangers them, but it endangers us even more so. If you fail to uphold this oath then you must fix it… using your best judgment. We are not asking you to kill, and I believe it is not always needed, but you must protect the people.”
 

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Subtle Storm smiles, “That is a start Faith; auspices are broad, they are simply a role that Father Wolf fulfilled in the old days that Luna believes we can also fill. Not all cahalith are sociable, but they all have the voice and sight of Luna. All rahu can fight but it does not make all rahu berserker generals. An auspice is an affinity in your soul for certain roles that Father Wolf once fulfilled. No one uratha could possibly fulfill them all, but together as a pack… it is possible.”

Candace speaks, “And yeah your pack is your family, they will be closer then your family bound together in bonds of trust, friendship, and spirit. A proper pack has a totem, a totem that reflects the spirit of the pack and their goals. Our pack, Ashen Rebirth has bound the spirit Cleansing Fire of Hope to serve as our totem as we aid in rebuilding the damage done by Gurdilag. Packs grow, they shrink… and many die. But they are only as strong as the uratha that make up the pack. In time you will learn all this and more, including the responsibility a pack has to its territory.”
 

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