Crashing a party

[Hector]

Nothing appeared to be following them and as that certainty solidifies the Alpha slowly backs away from the club and resumes the hunt with the pack.

The howl brings him to a complete stop. His head snaps - not swivels, snaps - to the north; his nostrils flair; his eyes grow wide and dangerous once again; fingers flex, gathering into fists for an instant as his posture hunches forward. To add to his display - and as further inducement for the Herd to simply avoid this horrific looking fellow - he bares his teeth in a rictus too unfriendly to be even considered a grin.

"Anshega hold the north shore..."

Hector replies to Oath's Bastion Tiny while his eyes narrow and his face becomes pinched with concentration. Hector is listening - no! Analysing the howl...

3 successes

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2021-04-24 04:54:28	Hector listens and understands! rolls 6 to Intelligence + Expression + Speciality (10 Again)	9, 5, 9, 2, 9, 6	3 successes

@Kelreth Hector is trying to understand the howl - as in, is it a generic Uratha howl or one specific to the Tribes of the Moon (or the Pure, assuming he has some knowledge of Pure Howls through his specialisation). More importantly, what type of howl is it? Threat? Challenge? Call for assistance, etc?

[Emily Makerith]

Emily was starting to feel the tension. Irakka she wasn't, but like Bird, she moved to the shadows, trying to stay unseen. Red Wolves favoured Cunning too, after all.

1 success

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2021-04-25 17:03:26	Emily Makerith rolls 5 to Stealth - Dex + Stealth (10 Again)	8, 4, 1, 5, 4	1 success

The howl was distracting. The Dalu began wondering if it would be better slipping to the Umbra and waiting

The Umbra. Maybe the eagle was following them....

She tryied glancing across again, tryign to keep eeys on the Spiritual dangers that the Pure might have employed.

4 successes

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2021-04-25 17:04:47	Emily Makerith rolls 9 to Two World Eyes: Wits+Occ+Wisdom (10 Again)	6, 9, 8, 10, 3, 10, 2, 2, 2, 5, 3	4 successes

[Bleeds Well]

Furtive eyes glance around the pack for a brief moment. Bleeds Well's body tense as he picks up the pace, he breaks into a jog that starts to carry him past Tiny, but he slows down. This is his pack now, a dozen thoughts are flying through his mind. Why would that voice be here? Bleeds Well hadn't heard from his grandfather since he'd brought Icy Depths for a visit, could something have happened to the old man.

He turns to the pack, "Family," he growls out. "Could be word from home. They might not know how thick the Anshega are..." or had one them foresworn themselves and fallen in with Father Wolf's cultists. "Chris went this way, maybe they are together. Suthar Anzuth gathering."

[Kelreth]

Though Chris is not one to howl to Luna often, from past encounters Hector can tell that the howl from the North is some form of Blood Talon challenge. Equal parts declaration and promise in the name of the Destroyer.

Across the Gauntlet Emily sees several local spirits trying to make themselves scarce. Cars and animals flee. While the more esoteric spirits seem to turn themselves down, deliberately suppressing themselves. Trying to Hide. A look back at the club shows the electric eagle slowly pulling itself out of the broken roof to the top of the club.

As if in response to Bleeds Well's words another howl joins the night. This one clearly from Chris. Somewhere north, somehow, the Irraka is laughing and howling at the same time. It is not an entirely pleasant noise.

From around the front of the club there are yells and the distant sounds of sirens. It makes sense really, there's a bouncer with broken bones and a damaged club floor. And its not Halloween so probably not a show.

[Bird]

Bird catches up with the pack as the howl has fixed everyone in place.

And then there's a second, this one even more disturbing than the first. Eyes cut to Bleeds. Family? But Alpha just said Anshega hold the north...

Bird looks back toward the club. The shouts, the sirens. Yep, shit is definitely sideways.

He keeps his eyes on where they've come from, watching for any pursuit, but he's too distracted to be of much use at the moment.

failure

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2021-04-27 09:16:07	Bird rolls 6 to Wits + Composure (10 Again)	4, 4, 1, 4, 3, 3	failure

To Hector: "What's the play boss? North? Somewhere else?" Urgency is evident in the Irraka's tone. Either way they have to move. Now.

[Hector]

"We go north. Lets stick with finding Chris..."

Hector's eyes were narrow as he stared to the north, following the sound of the howls. His body was tense, predatory: hunched forward now with his hands flexing partly into his fists. He starts muscling his way to the front of the group.

Then he detects a howl from Chris.

Hector's body relaxes for a moment and he sighs with relief - a sound garbled and distorted in his distended nose/snout into a loud snort.

He turns to the pack and... smiles. Hector's broken toothed grin is bad enough in purely human form; with his face partially shifted to Lupine it is... it is truly horrific and the stuff of nightmares.

"I think Chris is okay. There are Blood Talons out there too. And they want to fight. Can't say who. I think they've been looking for Chris too. Come on!"

And then he is moving once more. Legs pump as he moves from standing stillness to a jog. He does not look back.

[Kelreth]

I'm good to close this out and move the pack north to the next scene if you all are.

[Bleeds Well]

been three days since a post, think we're good to close and open the new one Kelreth

[Kelreth]

Family old and new continues this story