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Faedon and Cody were practically riveted to Willow's grave.
Wren stood next her sister, glancing at the mound of dirt that marked Willow's resting place and quickly looking away. Fyra and Echo sat side-by-side on the opposite side of the grave, an unspoken truce between them at the moment, staring at seemingly nothing.
(( What now? ))
( Dance party.
Well, I have no earthly idea, really. I had this weird picture in my mind that they would start blaming themselves for Willow's death and everybody would keep contradicting another and say it's there fault and such... that always seems to happen, even for the most ridiculous reasons.
They can go back to the den site and Echo can talk to Senkah about
spying for Stonepack.
Seems logical to me... )
(( Okies ))
( Yayzas. This is going to be so fun.
I'm sorry, Echo dear, but I must do this... )
Once back at the den site, Echo had reached a decision of how to get revenge on Darkpack- the topic that was surely consuming everybody's minds as well as hearts. She would talk to the alphas about this, but regardless of what they said, she would do it; kick her out if Senkah and Hades would like, but she had her mind set and nobody could change it.
Approaching the alpha den, she took a deep breath and opened her maw in preparation to speak: "Senkah? I wish to speak with you."
Senkah raised her head from the rabbit she was eating. Her blue eyes seemed to pierce into the depths of Echo's soul. "Yes, Echo? Come in."
Echo stepped inside the den, the lowering sun outlining her muscular form with golden light, seemingly unfazed by Senkah's burning eyes. She was somewhat afraid of the reaction, so she said her thoughts quick: "IwanttospyonDarkpack."
Senkah narrowed her eyes slightly as she heard this. She flicked her ear, as though she was shooing away a fly. "And care to explain why?" Senkah was fairly certain why, and she didn't like it.
(Me and Senkah do not share the same knowledge. I have no earthly idea why I want Echo to spy besides for thrill...)
"Because those mutts deserve a taste of there own medicine!" Echo suppressed a growl, knowing that anger in front of the alphas would only end up having her request denied.
Senkah's expression said a mixture of "Are you serious" and "I swear, it's like I work with toddlers sometimes". "So you want to run off to spy on a pack with highly trained and dangerous wolves, who will kill you if they even suspect you to be a spy, simply because you want to avenge Willow?" Senkah was exasperated now. "Echo, Darkpack will not buy it. They will recognize you as a spy in a heartbeat. We just lost four wolves, and the pack is heartbroken enough over their deaths. Do you want to add to their pain by running off to do a suicide mission?"
"Yeah, I do." Echo's eyes told the alpha that she would do it no matter what she said. "I can think of somethin'. I barely even think they saw me during the fight, and they certainly haven't seen me before. I want to spy on Darkpack."
Senkah's face was cut from ice. "Alright, then. It's your life. But if you come back inside the borders of Stonepack ever again, you'll be treated as any other Darkpack wolf. I won't have you risking the lives of other wolves of Stonepack with your recklessness."
Echo's fur began to bristle and she didn't bother to force it to lay flat. "Then I'll deal with the consequences, but here me out: I hate those Darkscums as much as you do- maybe even more, I do not know- and I'm coming back every night and standing on the border. I will have Fyra meet me there and she will hear my report and tell it to you."
Without awaiting an answer, Echo pelted out of the den and into Fyra's, coming out shortly after and resuming her pelting, but this time she was heading for Darkpack borders.
"Wha' she want, ma?" Wren asked, stepping into the den and parting her jaws in a massive yawn.
A snarl contorted Senkah's muzzle as she watched Echo sprint to Darkpack's border. You don't know what Darkpack did to me, you pathetic traitor. As far as Senkah was concerned, Echo was just as much of a traitor as Willow had been. "She's setting herself up for suicide." Senkah's reply to Wren was curt, yet not quite snappy.