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The moon was full tonight, shining down on the lake that played centerpiece to the forest. The soft lullaby of the birds and the water lapping gently against the s*censored* kept the sisters relaxed, bathing in the soft silver light. Nemain with her bright green-gold eyes turned her face to the glowing orb, releasing a howl that harmonized with the sounds around her. Gentle Macha followed suit, adding her quiet voice to Nemain's throaty tenor.

Seeing her sisters happy, for the first time in so long, brought forth a feeling of contentment from the grey she-wolf who watched them. This happiness was a fragile one, and could be shattered any moment. She would not be the one to do it. She pushed aside the shadow of madness that hung on the edge of her mind, walking towards the other two. She lifted her head and her voice, a call that was mournfully sweet and high, floating above, around, and through the howls of Nemain and Macha.

Their song grew, twisting and turning in shape and sound, and finally faded. When it was gone Macha slept, then Nemain. Ever watchful Morrigan lay awake, watching her sisters with the fierce protectiveness of a mother. She was always the last to be claimed by weariness, and the first to rise. But now she lay without sleep, wishing it were otherwise, and watching the slowly breathing bodies of her sisters, praying for sleep only to be denied.

Joven sat and watched the stars above his head. He could hear, just moments ago, the howls of Nemain, Macha, and Morrigan. He figured they had laid down to sleep now, seeing as their voices had silenced.

His sister was fast asleep beside him now, her head on his paws. He promised his mother that he would take care of Kiva after death took their mother. He looked down at her. She looked so peaceful, like nothing in the world troubled her. He wished he could feel the peace that she felt.

Launna laid and watched the pack. Everyone here had family, and she couldn't even remember a time when she had the same. It saddened her to see how happy the sisters were and how caring and protective Joven was with Kiva. She never had any of that. She felt alone.

A strange scent carried on the wind took Morrigan's attention from her sisters, turning her nose into the breeze. First checking to be sure they were sound asleep she rose, sniffing once more just to be certain.Without a sound she slipped into the cover of the trees, flashing blue eyes cold as ice and sharp as daggers searched the area, her nose leading her to the offending smell and its source.

Entering the space where Joven lay she stood tall, rather large for a femme, muscles rippling like molten steel under her pelt. Her stillness was enough of a threat, her face dark with uncaring accusation. "Who are you, who intrudes on my pack's lands? Name yourself or face me." Taking a single half-step forward Morrigan struggled against the madness, which gave her very different ideas on how to take care of wanderers.

Joven looked at the wolf. He felt that Kiva might be in danger now. He stood, trying not to wake Kiva.

"I'm Joven and that is my sister, Kiva. We didn't relize this land was taken. We were just p*censored*ing. She was tired, so we stopped to rest. I apologize. I'm just trying to find somewhere safe for her and me."

Joven looked down at his sister and chose to step in front of her, positioning himself between the wolf and Kiva. He would do what ever it took to protect her.

Morrigan opened her mouth, preparing to sentance them, when a voice sounded behind her. Apparently she hadn't been as sneaky as she thought. A slender black form seperated itself from the shadows, the feminine voice low and gentle. "Welcome to both of you. You have already met my sister and alpha, Morrigan. I am Nemain. We wouldn't dare hurt a visitor to our lands. Isn't that right, sister?"

The gray and tan she-wolf snarled at her sister's bold move, ears flattening against her skull. After a moment of thought she straightened, though her gaze was still frigid. "That is correct, Nemain. Though later I may feel differently about gammas who forget their place." Nemain stood tall under the appraising eye of her sister, waiting for the alpha to look away before addressing the other two.

"If you seek safety, you shall find it here. We also know the need to protect a sister. Stay as long as you like." Compared to Morrigan's, the eyes of Nemain were sturdy and warm, as inviting as the alpha's were disenchanted.

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bic: Joven slowly moved to sit beside his sister. His muscles remained tense, his eyes still locked on Morrigan. He still feared her, not for him but for Kiva.

His sister stirred and he lay his head over her neck. He wanted her to get rest, to stay peaceful. She still awoke, regardless his comfort. Her head lifted and she looked at the paws of the alpha before her. Her ex
pression showed confusion. She had never seen these paws before. they were definitely not her brothers strong gray paws. She looked up at Morrigan. When she saw the alphabefore her, she sprung up and backed herself up untill she was behind Joven. Then she cowered. The shewolf was fightening.

It was when Joven got up and moved next to Kiva that Kiva saw the other wolf. At first she started to take another step back, but she noticed the warm look in the eyes of the gamma. At this she chose to just lay down, watching the other wolves like a frightened pup.

Launna stood and strolled over to Joven and Kiva. She had been travelling with them for quite a while now. She gently touched the cowered Kiva's paw and gave her a look that said it's all alright child. then she went to stand beside Joven. "I am Launna." She bowed her head slightly in greeting.