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The Wolves of the Alterean Forest

The Shadow pack

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This area is a large forest, with many rivers. The cabins they live in as humans are near a river. The cabins are kind of clustered and have a spot for a large bonfire in the center.
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The Shadow pack is a part of The Wolves of the Alterean Forest.

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Jax Adams [5] "Problem?"
Alexander Myers [4] There is nothing more important than loyalty.
Karu Lynn [3]
Zenith [3]
Heaven-leigh [3] I know what I'm doing, even though I'm young.
Xavier Samuels [2] Just let me sleep...five more minutes?
Ransyr [2]
Cassia Windsong [2] "I didn't choose to be this way....but ill prove I can be a warrior despite it!"

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In the Alterean Forest, two strong werewolf packs reside. There is the Snow pack and Shadow pack. For decades, the hostility has been on the rise between the two; mainly small things like border skirmishes or land disputes. Now, though, a member of Shadow pack has been found brutally murdered, which only helps to raise hostility between the two packs. Now it's a question of who makes the first move, and who-ultimately- will win? (Check the OOC for a message)
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Clara padded up to camp with a freshly dead rabbit in her jaws. She delicately gave it to the Alpha, showing her respect. The rabbit wasn't big enough to make a meal out of for the pack, like a deer or moose. After that, she walked over to her cabin and left her wolf skin and returned to her human form. She breathed in the fresh air... it was so pure...

When she looked across the clearing to see the dead grey-brown wolf, it ruined her mood. It strengthened her hate for the Snow pack for killing such an innocent wolf. She looked to her Alpha, wondering so desperately what his plans were for the pack and what he would assign for her to do, if anything.

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Karu, Shadow Pack

Karu sat by a tree in her human form. She was upset after the death of one of their pack members... They'd been close and Karu really hated the snow pack for killing the wolf. Karu wiped her eyes and got up. She brushed off the dirt from her clothes and ran, changing and landing on all fours. She let out a howl and ran. She needed to blow some steam. She ran through the forest, feeling the exhilaration of dodging the trees and jumping over logs.

Karu raced up a hill and skidded to a stop, finding herself at a cliff. She slowly trotted over so she could see over the edge. Karu transformed there and sat cross legged. She admired the view and began to think... What happened next? A pack member was dead... Was war coming now? Karu sighed... The Snow Pack had killed her friend so she was ready for a fight.

Ben, Snow Pack

Ben woke up groggily. He had slept in. He sighed and got out of bed. He rubbed the sleep out of his eyes as he crossed over to his dresser. He grabbed some clothes and headed for the shower... He ran the water and undressed and got in. What happened next? His pack had killed a member of the Shadow pack... Ben lathered his body in soap and rinsed. He got out of the shower, feeling clean and relaxed. He dried himself off and put on his clothes. He combed his hair back and shaved. The routine took about 45 minutes. Ben opened the door of his cabin and walked outside, closing it behind him... After the killing of the shadow pack's member, who knew what today beheld.

Isabel, Shadow Pack

Isabel sat on a log out in the forest on the Shadow Pack's grounds. Isabel was awaiting for the rest of the pack.. After the loss of their member, she assumed there had to be a talk. Isabel stretched. She assumed people were still waking up so why not go for a little run? Isabel stretched as she transformed into her other form. Isabel started to run, her black form a blur to others as she sped up. She could smell them. The Snow Pack. Isabel snarled but she knew she couldn't cause any trouble or it would be an all out war... And Isabel didn't wanna lower herself to a... Murderer.

Isabel raced around a tree and skidded to a halt. Isabel slowly trotted around... It was where her and her friend used to hangout when she was young... Isabel wasn't supposed to go to the forest but sometimes she snuck out with her friend. Isabel looked in disbelief... It was her favorite place to be.... She forgot where it was when she got older and would dream of it as her happy place... And she'd rediscovered it now. Isabel transformed back. She smiled.... Now she couldn't let the war happen... If Snow one they could take the Shadow pack's territory... And she wouldn't allow them to take her happy place.

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Connor, Shadow Pack

Connor stared blankly at the gory sight ahead of him. He knew that things like this happened on accident, but he knew it was no mistake. A young wolf had been killed, with Snow Pack claws. To him, this was a declaration of war. A war that, to him, had waited long enough. The poor wolf lay on the snow, blood gushing from a slice in his neck. He felt a twinge of guilt in his chest. Shouldn't we have been able to protect our own packmate? He tried to shake this feeling, but it still lingered.

Beside Connor, his sister Heaven-leigh held a tissue to her face. Sobs racked her body as she cried into it. He put a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "Don't worry," he spoke banishing fear from his voice. "We'll make the Snow pack pay for what they've done. We'll kill every last one of them." He tried, probably unsuccessfully, to comfort Heaven-leigh. Actually, she seemed more annoyed than content. She shrugged him off, not wanting to be coddled.

"I don't need to be coddled! I'll be fine, Connor." She snapped. He moved away, and she tore off into the forest. His attention was back down on to the body. Suddenly, he was consumed with rage. If snow pack thought they could do this, they had another thing coming.

He looked toward their leader, hoping to hear a plan. They needed revenge.




Alessandra-Lea, Snow pack

Alessandra was half buried in her work in the medicine cabin of Snow pack's territory. A new batch of injured warriors had just returned from a border skirmish; even though battered, they were victorious. Their wounds, while minor, needed dressing no matter how proud and invincible they acted. It made her sick that their pride came from murdering a young wolf. Not that he hadn't been trespassing on their territory, but still. Or innocent, for that matter.

She shuddered a bit as she mashed some leaves in a Mortar with a pestle. On a desk in front of her, leaves and juices were splayed out for easy access. She also put out bandages, knowing they would be needed any second when the warriors bust down her door in need of medical assistance. Once finished, she mixed the crush leaves into a poultice and spread it over the bandages to form wraps.

She sighed inwardly, returning her herbs to their respected places on her shelves. She disliked death, no matter who's side it was on. The fact that someone was gone forever seemed so....cruel. Personally, Alessandra believed words and agreement could settle anything; fighting was unnecessary. Why couldn't a nice long chat calm everything right down? Healers should be for illness and injuries not inflicted violently, not for cuts and bruises presented by battles.

When her station was clean she went to the window of the cabin, which was frosted over. She huffed on it, giving her a clear view outside. The warriors went around bragging to anxious warriors in training, who harassed them for details about the encounter. They wore looks of exasperation, pleading eyes begging to the warriors. The leader waited outside with them, talking seriously with one of the least injured warriors. I wonder what will be decided about Shadow pack... she mused as she prepped the bandages, trying to clear the thoughts of death from her head.

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Heaven-leigh, Shadow Pack

Heaven-Leigh ran from her brother in wolf form. She needed to clear her head; away from the dead wolf. The wolf had been so young...just barely a pack member in training. Her heart squeezed when she thought of him. It was know that she re-felt her feelings of affection toward him...if only she had told him sooner.

Now she could hear her pulse in her head, and billows of cloud came form her nose as breathed heavily. One thought buzzed around her head like a bee in spring: revenge. The thought was so sweet. The damned snow pack needed to learn their lesson! She was done with sitting by, and being told she was too young. Heaven-Leigh rose to her paws and streaked off into the woods. Before long she caught the scent of a deer from the wind. She turned sharply, and nearly collided into it. Maybe she could prove herself this way?? Heaven-Leigh continued to chase it for ten minutes. She was so very close, she was right on its tail! That was when she noticed her surroundings. The scent wafted to her; this was Snow pack territory! Before she had a chance to react, she continued over the border. What if I'm caught???!!! she thought horrified. Heaven-Leigh didn't care. She kept on chasing the deer until-Crunch! She leaped on it and clamped her jaws round its neck. Proud of herself, Heaven-Leigh smiled, but quickly pulled herself and her catch back across the border to the Shadow Pack side. Please tell me no one saw me! She thought, full of worry. In an attempt to disguise her scent, she kicked leaves over her trail. If the Snow pack found Shadow Pack scent on their borders... she couldn't even think about it.

She continued dragging the deer until she crossed into camp. She let out a little yip and sent out a telepathic message: I got dinner!
Of course she let Pack members, betas, and the Alpha before herself. Heaven-Leigh did bark at an Omega who came over before diving in. Delicious....



Alexander, Shadow Pack
Alexander was patrolling the border with Ransyr (if that's okay) when he detected Karu's scent. It was mixed with the scent of sadness.
He flicked his tail, signaling Ransyr to return to camp and that the patrol was done. See you later he said telepathically.

Alexander walked up the hill, and found Karu sitting criss-cross in human form. He shifted to human form as well and sat beside her. "How are you doing, Karu?" Her bleak, tear stained face mixed with upset and rage told him everything. "Not well? Me neither. I can't believe snow clan could be so wicked as to kill a young wolf, who was alone. It's outraging!" He picked up a rock and threw it down the hill.

"I can't help but think we need to... do something about this. I don't know if war would be quite right, but we should at least attack them, right? I would be ready to charge in to battle now if the order was given."

He took a second and looked off into the view. "It's beautiful, isn't it Karu? I've never quite seen such a view." He put his hand lightly on Karu's arm. "Well, it's not quite as beautiful as you are..." Alexander shifted and headed back to camp before Karu could respond. Am I crazy?! he thought, his stomach twisting in knots. He knew he wasn't; he had known Karu for years, but never really ever truly expressed his feelings. Now that war was coming, he knew he had to say something, before the risk of one of them dying was posed. I just hope she feels the same way is all he could think as he headed back into camp and enjoyed some of the deer, apparently caught solely Heaven-Leigh.

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Amber Parker:

Amber was dragging along with her a bag of rabbits and her brother tailing her. "Seriosly, all I wanted to do is hunt and you follow me?!?" I shout at him. He argued back and see evryone looking at as. I ran back to my room and go to my safe haven, bed.

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Ransyr, Shadow Pack

Ransyr was patrolling with Alexander when they came upon Karu's scent. From the freshness of it he could tell that she was nearby but far enough away from the camp for privacy. He stood next to Alexander looking at their surroundings and double-checking that all was well in this area even though it was well within the pack's territory. But at the other male's signal, Ransyr nodded and trotted off back towards the camp, his form disappearing into the foliage.

His mind returned to earlier that day when it was discovered that one of their own had been killed. No...murdered. The Snow Pack had done it without a doubt, but the question was: Who in the Snow Pack killed the wolf? Did the Alpha do it? The Beta? Or even one of the warriors? Individual scents were usually easy to pick up on but considering the murderer was a member of the Snow Pack, there was no way they would allow for someone from the Shadow Pack to come over and sniff out the killer. So their only other option was to decimate the Snow Pack entirely. That is if Frost would order such an attack, but the Alpha wasn't rash like that. Besides, he'd let the rest of the pack know his decision soon enough.

It wasn't long before Ransyr finally returned to camp, pausing on the boundaries of it to check out the activity and see who was doing what. There was some of the usual day-to-day activity but there was a mixture of strong emotions in the air. He could smell it without any problem and most of those emotions were undoubtedly geared towards the death of the wolf that was now laying in the clearing in front of the Alpha's cabin. He stared at the wolf for a few minutes and then finally retreated to his own cabin to get some rest.

Frost, Shadow Pack

He couldn't believe it. He just couldn't believe it. A part of him wanted to believe that this was just a nightmare but he knew it wasn't. When Frost had first heard the news of someone having been killed by the Snow Pack he thought someone was just trying to play a sick joke on him. Unfortunately, he was wrong. And now he was staring at the wolf who had been killed, looking over the obvious evidence of blood and wounds made by another wolf. A mix of rage and sadness was swirling inside me and could be seen in his eyes, though he kept a tight control on those emotions knowing that the worst thing he could do was act on them.

Sighing heavily he looked to the pack's healer, Zenith, as she knelt beside the wolf to find a few answers. He wanted to know which of the wounds had been the cause of death or if it had just been general bloodloss all together. He also wanted to know if she'd be able to find any scraps of fur that weren't the same color as the dead wolf's since it'd help with finding the individual who'd killed him. The most important answer he wanted though was to know if the wolf was surely and truly dead and Zenith was the only one who could determine that without a doubt.

"Well..?" he asked when Zenith finally pulled her hands away and stood.

"He's dead.." she said, her voice choked with sadness. "I managed to find a single tuft of fur that is a different color. From what I can tell, it's a blend of white and black with a bit of gray. As for the cause of death..." Zenith paused to shut her eyes a moment so she could force back her own tears and take a deep, shaky breath. "His death was due to a few different things.. Blood loss did play a role but it appears that someone had also choked him by biting his neck.."

"I see.." Frost replied, keeping his voice quiet. For a few minutes he just stood there and stared at the dead wolf, thinking to himself on what to do next. When he was done he cleared his throat and looked back to the healer. "Thank you, Zenith. I will have him brought to you shortly so you can prepare our comrade's body for burial."

Zenith, Shadow Pack

As Zenith bowed her head to Frost the only thing that was going through her mind was...why? Why do the two packs have to constantly fight? Why couldn't they live in peace together? Why had the two packs gone into war in the first place? And yet none of those questions had answers since no one truly knew. It pained her to see any wolf in such a shape, no matter what pack they belonged to.

She left Frost standing next to the dead wolf, silently making her way back to her cabin and retreating inside. Once inside there was no more damming the river of tears that had built up and within seconds the flood gates flew open. Tears streaked down both sides of her face as she collapsed onto a nearby chair, all of her grief and sadness forcing its way out. It might not be appropriate for the healer to have an emotional breakdown but since she hated violence it was hard for her to see someone so badly injured without her tearing up some. Though it was obviously worse when someone died. But Zenith found it was easiest to get the harsh, jolting crying fit out of the way as soon as possible because even though the pain of losing someone was still there it didn't affect her as strongly.

So she cried, letting it all out until she couldn't anymore. Only then did she pick herself up and scrub her face with warm water and a washcloth. From there she began gathering whatever items she'd need to prepare the dead wolf's body for burial.

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Cassia, snow pack

Cassia was standing next to the cabin, trying to feel for the door. Her hands moved around frantically, hoping no one was watching her struggle. Being blind was a curse, especially when it kept you from being a warrior and helping your pack. Or from openeing doors.

She frowned, feeling out the wall. Her hands covered every inch, and the door still wasn't there. Maybe I'm in the wrong place, she thought.

So she turned and started touching a tree instead, not knowing it was a tree and not the cabin. It had the same texture, after all. It had the same scent....

She eventually gave up when the scent of another wolf hit her nose- Xavier. She turned around, sniffing the air. He had a calm scent, like he was sleeping. He always been lazy, Cassia remembered. Too bad he doesn't use what he has forthe good of the pack. She stared in his general direction, not knowing he was staring back....

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Charlotte Chase
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He's dead. She thought, her body numb and cold as the thought settled in. He's dead and they killed him. And it's all my fault.

Heaving her body up from her sitting position on the ground, Charlotte stretched her muscles, looking at her knuckles that were now bloodied. After witnessing the death of the pack member, she had sat with him for a while, until all others had left, and then few had come back to watch, and someone had told her to go to the cabin, and wash off. She took a shower, in her human form, only some of the blood carried over, but it was enough to be noticeable, but after the shower, she'd gone into her room. Charlotte had needed a forte to take out her anger, and decided upon hitting a punching bag, as usual. She had only done this for a few minutes until blood cascaded upon her cracked knuckles. That was when she had sat down, sinking to the floor in shock.

Pull it together. And with that thought, she had exited her room, closing the door behind her, and headed outside. The winter air felt refreshing on her steamy, sweating body, and it was only a few seconds until she decided what she wanted to do. To the side, she could see a pack member in training, Heaven-leigh, had brought food, and though some were gorging on it, she ignored it. She wasn't hungry. She glanced around for Jax, who she was extremely close to, but after not being able to find him, she turned, feeling her auburn tinged fur take place of her skin as she transformed. Charlotte broke out into a sprint, and being one of the fastest of the pack, she arrived at the scene of the dead wolf quickly.

She knew that soon, Zenith would be doing the burial service, but that meant some how, the wolf would have to be brought closer to the cabin. Though the job was not favorable, Charlotte felt it was her duty, as she blamed his death solely on her not watching out for him. He had been a new fighter, and though he was good, he wasn't good enough. At the time she was attacked, Charlotte was engaged in battle with two wolves, and by the time she had gotten up, it was too late. You were the last thing he saw, she thought, glancing at it's body. She knew soon Frost would ask someone to bring the wolf to Zenith, and by force of habbit, she had decided it would be easier if she did. He always asked her anyways.

Taking a deep breath, and letting the world around her fade, she took a loose part of skin in her teeth lightly, beginning to pull him towards the cabin. She was careful to go slow, not to damage the body, but a large part of her concentration was on the blood lines the wolf was leaving behind it. Oh how she wished Jax was there to help her.

Alternating between pulling and pushing with her nuzzle, Charlotte finally arrived at the cabin area, near Zenith, her head bowed to her, before also bowing to Frost. She took a few steps back from the body, transforming, then looking back, one arm crossed over her chest. She felt sick. Her eyes fluttered to Frost, not looking at his eyes, but at him. He knows it's my fault, she thought, biting her lip. It wasn't really her fault, and it was ridiculous for her to think so, but she still did.

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Xavier, Shadow Pack

Xavier could see, as he watched Cassia, that she was having a bit of trouble without her sight. First she was feeling the cabin, trying to find the door, than she was feeling the tree. She needs help he thought.

Xavier got back into his human skin and started walking to Cassia. He made sure to walk loudly so she knew he was coming. "Cassia?" he started, "Are you looking for the door to the cabin?" He took her hand and led her away from the tree. "That was a tree, Cassia, though it probably smelled the same." He took her hand and let her touch things on the way to the door, so she would remember how to get back later. Eventually he put her hand on the door knob. "There you go, Cassia." He opened the door for her and turned to her. "Let me know if you need anything...Oh, not that you need help or anything.." He gave a smile and a small laugh and went to go get some of the little deer meat remaining.

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Karu, Shadow Pack.

Karu smelled his scent before he reached her. "How are you doing, Karu?" Alexander said. "Could be better... Trying to cope with the loss of your friend is pretty hard though." She sighed, not bearing to look at him for risk of crying in front of him. Her voice was threatening to choke and she didn't know how much longer until she gave up and cried. She watched as Alex threw a rock over the edge, it bounced down the steep hill and finally made its home at the bottom. "I can't help but think we need to... do something about this. I don't know if war would be quite right, but we should at least attack them, right? I would be ready to charge in to battle now if the order was given." Alex said.

She nodded. "Maybe.... But would you want to stoop to their levels? Be as low as them? I mean yes I was ready for a fight earlier.... But is it really a good idea?" She said, lounging in the snow now, not caring about the cold and wet snow on her skin. "If we attack... They will attack and who knows how many more lives will be lost. Karu sat up now, her back facing the view. She looked at Alex. He was a year older and pretty mature. He was also kind of cute but Karu would never admit that... Karu watched as he glanced at the view. It was wintertime but it looked so peaceful below with the snow atop the trees. Karu crawled over and sat next to him... She could never sit still, needed to keep moving.

"It's beautiful, isn't it Karu? I've never quite seen such a view." Alex said. Karu nodded in agreement. Karu felt him place his hand on her arm. She looked at him, confused. What? "Well, it's not quite as beautiful as you are..." Alex said. Karu blushed. "You always were a flirt... You always know the right things to say..." Karu smiled at Alex, resting her head on his shoulder. "I hope everything will be okay... I couldn't bear the thought of losing anybody in the pack... I can't stand another tragedy." Karu sighed softly, enjoying the view for now. Then thoughts invaded her mind. It was Heaven. I got dinner! Karu's ears perked up. She shifted to her wolf form and nuzzled Alex. C'mon Dinner, She said telepathically and she raced off.

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Alexander, Shadow Pack

Alexander nodded as Karu rested her head on his shoulder. "I agree, the pack needs to be careful. I wish none of this had happened. Losing anyone else would be horrible." Alexander smiled at Karu as she shifted and raced off. He transformed to a wolf and raced right after her. Together they jumped logs and dodged trees; it was amazing. There was not better feeling than the adrenaline of running full speed through the forest. Wow, you're quick! he said telepathically.

Eventually they arrived into camp and saw a deer laying on the grass. Some of it had been eaten, but there was some left. Together they dug in to the fresh meat. Wow, this is delicious! he thought contently. He could have sworn that there was a bit of shadow pack scent wafting from it, but he dismissed. The animal could have easily run over the borders several times. Alexander continued to eat, but couldn't help the thoughts racing in his head...

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Karu, Shadow Pack.
Wow, you're quick!, Alexander said telepathically. I smiled. I always loved to run, I said telepathically. As Alex and I entered our territory, I saw a rabbit. I raced in and sunk my head in, eating the meat. It was delicious. I pulled out when I was done. The Rabbit was delicious... I licked my fur clean. It was stained with blood so I'd have to have a shower later... I yawned, trotting over to a log. I transformed to my human shape and sat on it. "Lets get a fire going..." I said, grabbing some wood and some rocks to spark a fire. I set up the fire and started to smash the rocks together, hoping for a spark. It took a couple tries but it finally blazed to life. I sat next to it and tended the fire.

Isabel, Shadow Pack.

I got dinner!. l sighed. "I'll be back." I whispered and I transformed. I dashes off and galloped through the trees. I loved the forest... The closeness of nature and I was amazing. I raced through the trees and dodged the obstacles. I broke through the brush and onto our territory. I skidded to a halt, sending dirt flying into the fire. I saw Karu shoot me a look. "Oops. Sorry!" I say. I see the pack are still eating so I walk over to a tree and wait. One of the bad sides of being an Omega. You eat last.

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Jax Adams

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Jax was Off a Good distance from the Cabin Patrolling and Strolling around, Inevitably he was bored. Maybe, Charlotte has some free time to Chat.... Being a Beta must be Hard and put a Big Toll on her. I wouldn't be Surprised if she needed to Talk to someone about it... Wait, What I'm I doing talking to myself? He did Love talking to Charlotte, He found it relaxing but at the same time a Bit nerve Racking. The smell of Blood Suddenly Rushed into his Nostrils and He Morphed into a Bold Bolt towards the Cabin. BLOOD?! Charlotte? Without thought he Subconsciously Pushed forward a Speed Unknown to himself before this and a unknown drive to move. He Considered everyone in his pack as Family, Especially people who he Disliked and or Who Dislike him, Needless to say this wouldn't interfere with most people Including Jax, to save them or Help them.

Jax Arrived At the Cabin Sliding into a Stop beside Charlotte unknowing of the News. "Wha-" He started in a Whimper, but Before he Could finish he Found himself Speechless for the Pack member who lay in front of him. With The Alpha of the Pack Frost,, The Ever Beautiful Zenith,, And Jax's Closest Charlotte with him He wasn't in a Position to Do anything. He was in quite a Fix, so He Hesitantly Morphed back into his Human Form Falling into sort of a Row with Charlotte. Because Jax was Nice and Happy around most people, he could be found Odd which Tended to Create an Awkward Moment when he's Timid. It Could do from Awkward moment to Driving People away sometimes, Meaning, he was Rarely Informed about such Battle's and Blood shed before hand.

It's Always Painful, when a Pack member Dies, but to some more than others. Charlotte seemed to be The MORE part, Alike with Jax. It always Pained him to See deadly wounds, but more so with Charlotte. Ever since he's Met her, She'd seem to have some sort of overwhelming self conscious that could get the best of her once and a While, Thought this Nearly NEVER happens to seems it could happen, but It Existed and Jax could See it right now in this Very moment.

His heart Sunk, It may happen here and there but Now more than Ever. He means he Barley Knows Zenith because he Rarely get's Injured or Sick, There was the Head of Pack in front of Him, Most likely witnessing his Scene, and His Best Damn Friend Most likely Confused to Why he was here.
The mixed Emotions Seemed to Twist and Rip his Guts and Internal organs Apart as he attempted to keep a Straight face. Fear.....Misery......Embarrassment...... They had All seemed like a Understatement to how he Felt right now Until he Realized there was One other. Rage He was Boldly Furious about a Pack members Death. There have been Life threatening Injuries in the Past but, they'd Taken it way to far Now. He'd known the Member well and could never imagine he'd see him like that.

His straight face Suddenly Faded away into a Look of Anger, trying to be Bottled as he was Left Staring at the Dead Wolf.
"I'll Kill Them All" He said Under his Breath possibly not even loud enough for Charlotte to Hear.

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Frost, Shadow Pack

Frost stayed with the body for another few minutes after Zenith left before finally stepping away himself. He sighed and rubbed at his face as he made his way to the pack's communal cabin. It was where they occasionally gathered from time to time to discuss and address issues concerning the pack as a whole. For now, though, this was going to be a private meeting. Reaching the door he paused to look back at where the body lay to see Charlotte taking the body to Zenith so the healer could prepare it for burial.

"Betas, meet me in the commune immediately." He sent telepathically to Charlotte and Jax as he stepped all the way into the commune cabin and made his way to the back. Frost then shifted his mind to speak directly with Alexander. "Alexander, the Betas and I will be in a private meeting for a time in the commune. I want you to stand guard at the doors and keep everyone else out."

There was a large oak table there and it had been hand-made generations ago along with four matching chairs, each one designated to an Alpha or Beta. The two chairs for the Alphas were on the same side with the backs against the wall so they were facing the door to the cabin. The chairs for the Betas sat opposite from one another on either end of the table, the Beta Male on the Alpha Male's side and the Beta Female on the Alpha Female's side. Frost didn't take his seat though, instead opting to stand in front of the table with arms crossed at his chest and eyes shut as he thought to himself while waiting for the Betas to arrive.

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Charlotte Chase
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Charlotte's head was ducked, her eyes staring straight at the dead body infront of her. She thought of bringing him there moments ago, still able to feel his fur against hers, her skin puckering with goosebumps. It wasn't that she was cold, but just the uncomfortable feeling of death loomed in the air. She felt Jax's presence before seeing him, and she could tell when he turned into a human, and as she could feel him right next to her, and slightly behind her, Charlotte leaned back onto him. Even just having him near her helped her calm down, her feelings becoming less about herself, and more about the pack. Jax's tensing body was easy to feel, as she felt his heart rate speed up, and his body heat in slight anger. Words were spoken under his breath, though too quiet for her to hear, and she tilted her head just enough so it was facing him. "Stay calm." Charlotte spoke quietly so only he could hear, and as she re opened her mouth to speak more, her head twitched slightly, listening to words from Frost.

Reaching down to Jax's hand, she gave it a quick squeeze, then beginning to walk towards the cabin, knowing Jax would follow. Inside, Frost was standing infront of the table, and she could tell he was deep in thought. She made a beeline to her chair, sitting down silently and giving him a look of deep thought, waiting for Jax and for Frost to speak.

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"Stay Calm" The words broke into his Thought and He looked up from the Body. Suddenly Frost Spoke Telepathically to the two of Them. It's for the Best If I go....I Guess. Wait? Damn it. Shortly After That, Jax Felt Charlotte's hand Give a Gentle Squeeze, starting forward towards the Cabin. ..... His mind went blank and Noticed he was Falling behind so he power walked Up to Beside her once more. Today would had been a Good day, If it wasn't Wreaked by the Death- "Stay Calm" Echoed in his Head being a Reminder. Effortlessly he tried Avoiding the Thought of the Death and Instead Focus on what it was Frost might be wanting to say.

Jax reached the Door Giving Charlotte's hand a Small Squeeze back. In attempt to seem calm he Took a Deep Breath of Air before entering and Pleasantly Sat down in his Chair Beside Her's. He watched the Room that Appeared to be full of tension. Frost Stood Restlessly in front of the table with his Arms folded across his Chest.