Perhaps changed most of all out of all of the packs is this place. It was stripped out of its forested home and now instead lays at the edge of an ocean. The vast sparkling eternity of the water lays to the south of the land, while the rest of the land is made of rocky outjuttings. Gone are the trees, and all that remains for greenery are the short shrubs that dot the paths in the rock, and the moss that grows thanks to the spray of the waves. Further toward the shore, barnacles are a plenty, and look to cut the pads of those who slip on the wet surface. These extend out into the water itself, and the tough land has multiple caverns scraped into it, providing ample dens for the wolves that live there. Depending on the tide, however, the lower caverns may flood, and the vicious swirling water may prove to be dangerous as there is a strong undertide ready to pull unsuspecting swimmers to their doom. Even the tide itself is powerful enough to push intruders against one cliff or another. The ocean does provide, however, plenty of food for those who brave the waters - there are many breeds of seals and sea lions, though the males that protect each of these are vicious and territorial. There are also turtles that come ashore to breed and to lay their eggs - both the adults and the eggs themselves can provide sustenance to the wolves. But they must take care - the water is deep enough to allow sharks to come to shore from the depths below. Those unwilling to venture the waves or wet their paws with the moist sand of the shore can find snakes and hares in the rocky outcroppings, but they must beware the Komodo dragon and other monitor lizards that perch upon the shore - they are swift and move in groups, not to mention they carry venom in their bite that causes immense pain, paralysis, and prevents blood clotting. This is not the land for the weak of heart or the weak at all really. This is Uyaraut - ‘The Diamond in the Rough’.

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The brute was warm and comfortable in his den, Nzingha curled and sleeping comfortably near him. He woke from a dream about his brother, Grey Wind. It was from when they were pups together, learning the joys of the world and just being happy to be with their family. Before they had been separated and their family torn apart by the devastations of war. His brother had been different then. He always had had a smile on his features, joking around with himself and Ghost, their half-brother. At the time Summer would have said there wasn’t a single bad bone in his brother’s body. But now he was in Abendrot, and he knew he was stereotyping, but there had to be some truth to the rumors about those wolves. And he never would of thought of Grey Wind being with wolves like that, but he seemed more than content with his new pack. Summer’s thoughts about his brother turned from nostalgic to bitter, wondering where the elder male had gone wrong to end up with his pack’s enemy. But it had been so long since he had seen his brother that he couldn’t truly know what type of wolf he was. Besides, Grey Wind was the one who had been trained to be an alpha, and somehow Summer had taken that role while Grey seemed to be content to follow Kershov and his orders.

The smoky grey brute decided that he needed some air, and with a smile to Nzingha that her sleeping form wouldn’t see he pushed through the foliage and into the fresh air. The sun had not yet fully risen, and the air was cool and refreshing. He shook his thick pelt out, audettes pricking at the active sounds of the animals that were out and about in the woods. His paws padded forward slowly and with no set purpose to the trees, weaving in and out easily. The woods here was more than familiar to him, he had walked the paths here countless times and he would never get lost in this pack’s territory. Even though it was now a routine for him to walk through the territory, making sure that all the wolves within his pack were kept safe, it was soothing to him and relaxing. When he was on his own he didn’t have to show the world who he was, he didn’t have to watch his posture and his stance and his body language. He could relax and not worry about being the alpha for a little while. Which had become a stressful job at times, though he did enjoy it and enjoyed being there to help out those that had come to him seeking shelter, safety, and ultimately a home and family.

As Summer walked through the trees, not having an particular destination in mind, he caught the familiar scents of one of his packmates that he had not seen recently, Amalthea. He still remembered when he found, with an injured limb and more frightened than any varg he had ever met. He had been glad that he was able to bring her to someone that could help her and he was even happier when she decided to return to Bright Moon with him. He wished there was some way that he could take away some of the femme’s fears, though she was not one that liked to talk and he did not yet completely understand what it was that often frightened her so. He decided to go find her and check on how she was doing, if she was up at this early hour as he was that is. The brute quickened his pace a bit, a smile on his features at the thought of talking to one of his friends again. The smile was quickly wiped off his features when he found her however. Summer spotted her lightly colored form under a tree, curled up and shaking in what appeared to be sobs. Something had happened to her. He did not want to frighten her, so he purposefully made noise as he approached, stepping on twigs and braches and crunching his paws on dead leaves. He stopped his approach with a little bit of distance between them, not wanting to make her uncomfortable by getting too close. He lowered his bodice to the ground as a whine escaped his throat in concern for her. ”Amalthea, what’s wrong?” He spoke softly, wanting to know what he could do to help his friend.


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**Summer**Brute**Lover to None**Father Figure to Nzingha**ALPHA OF BRIGHT MOON**Adult**Brother of Lady, Nymeria, Grey Wind, Rickon, and Ghost**Violet**








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