September 26, 2004
.09.26.04. - some eagles fly alone [pack]

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(decker)
It's a few days before the Modi officially breaks the news, though surely they've all felt Erik's sudden and complete absence in the pack bond. The Rotagar has been gone before, but never quite like this. This is complete; indisputable; total.

Final as death.

For a couple days, the Modi's nowhere to be found either, though the basic pack bond remains. Where he is is unknown; how he is, what he's doing. The only information leaking through is his continued existence.

Then, Sunday night, he's back. Tacoma's in the loading bay, and Modi's slouched on the couch in plain view.

"Tha Blood Eagle's gone," he ruminates, staring (glowering?) at the dead grey screen of the TV. "Says this ain't his war here. Says he's jus' holdin' us back." And they were dragging him down; but Decker leaves that out. "Don't git it none, neither. Thought y'all oughta know."

Thinks.

"This don't change nothin'. Moot comes 'n we all stand proud. Don't need ta answer no questions we don't wanna. Ain't they business anyhow, right."


(james)
final as death

James has felt absences before
Alpha's routinely in absentia
Beta left them for over a year
other pack members have come and gone with little to no warning
others have been lost in the valiant grips of battle

but this? it's final. fatal

strings of totemic connection drawn so thin that there's no other choice but to.... snap
threads disappearing so quickly even the most vigilant cannot grab the frayed ends
it's enough to spike a distant chill in the BeeGee's oh so steadfast heart
icy crystals spidering ever growing hold at the factory's desertion
he expected it to be empty.... but to this extent?

if it weren't for the remaining vibrations humming across Eagle's feathers... he'd be one worried guttermutt

Modi's off in the Tacoma doing Gaia knows what
Rotagar's doing what teenagers do in his newly acquired manspace
GlassWalker's not around cause she's still trying to fit back in
that leaves James pretty much returning after his own little sabbatical to a..... deserted factory

.... 'til Sunday night

"H'h." eloquent as the Gnawer could be over the totem phone, he's decidedly more concise through verbal response "Make' sense."

a nod expresses his gratitude at the informative gesture
(how freakin' generous)
a shrug explains his lack of total surprise at the discovery
(they've all expected it for some time, haven't they...)
a frown suggests whatever deeper thoughts may exist simply.... fade away
(not the first time Blood Eagle's left them to their own conclusions)
a question summarizes all that remains to be said

"We call'n' you Alpha?"

he's always looked to Decker for leadership, for the most part
at least when it comes down to their purpose in this War
so that in itself hasn't, and likely won't, change
now it's a matter of pack heirachy to the rest of the Sept

the raggedyman grasps a firm understanding of discretion, after all, but it isn't his ultimate decision

(kemp)
Listening to the little bit of info given with a cocking of his head.

"Yeah ok, Eagles stick together, no matter what. But like he said."

Cocking his head in James direction.

"This mean we calling you Alpha now?"

He didn't come into the pack until apparently these absences by Erik were a common thing, so Decker had always pretty much been Alpha in his head most of the time.

Then the mention of the upcoming moot sunk in. Awfuck, ass numbing time again. Might not say it outloud, but the thought was always there.

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Posted by james at September 26, 2004 12:00 AM