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Bull Rush waits on the other side of the hisil, the bloody stump of the limb wrapped in a bag. It had been easy to pathfind across for the spirit shard. He waited with his pack. After receiving the notice from the Heart of Granite pack that they had successfully gotten their shard, he had texted everyone the meeting location.
It was time to end this.
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Mateo arrives quickly after recieving the text message, bag in hand. He nods a head to Bull Rush. "It will be good to have all this fixed." He says, a smile coming to his face.
"We should make ready though, the Pure may retaliate if the hisil here is returned to normal function." He says with a grunt.
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Cory strolls a few yards behind Mateo, keeping silent, letting his Alpha be Alpha. He eyes the other wolves present with a curious and wary eye.
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Matthew arrives shortly thereafter, carrying his own garbage bag. He had told the pack about the meeting, but how many would actually show up was still an open question. He gives a nod to those already present and waits for the rest.
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Shadow Tongue follows Mathew, looking uncomfortable in the deadened Spirit Wild.
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Alison saw the gathered packs and alpha's as she approached meeting place. She was simply dressed in a pair of jeans and a t-shirt, but it was obvious that her chest was heavily bandaged as the medical bandages protruded out the collar of her shirt. She was in a tremendous amount of pain, which reflected on her face despite trying her best to mask her pain. It hurt to move, it hurt to breath, hell it hurt doing nothing at all. She was an absolute mess and looked like she should be in an IC unit or maybe a morgue and certainly not a meeting of this or any nature.
She walked up to those gathered and slowly raised a hand about waist level in greeting before realizing that was a bad idea, and then lowered it. In the other hand she has a gym duffle bag and in it the leg that her pack had obtained. "Hey guys. Name's Alison, Heart of Granite Alpha."
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Matthew nods to Alison by way of greeting. "From the looks of things, you have quite the story."
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Mateo laughs a little at Matthew's comment. He remembered Alison from the Alpha meeting the Seekers had hosted. She seemed to have a good head on her shoulders, from what he had heard her say, despite looking like shit right now. "Damn sure looks like it, doesn't it?" He says, still laughing slightly.
Steve limps in behind the rest hopeing to not be to noticed as he limps his way to the rest. When he finally makes it to the group he begins to hobble over to alison still griping his chest. As he makes it he ignores the rest more concerned about alison then pack politics at the moment. " Looks like im the secound one here. Alison how are you holding up? better then me i hope..." After he greets his alpha he turns to the rest. " Hey guys steve balderro, Beta of heart of granite."
Gwen walks up, having been delayed to offer a small something to Scavenger. She stops behind Mateo, not saying much, though she does spare a glance for the two visibly-injured wolves. Now that must have been one hell of a fight. The others get eye contact, though Bull Rush and Matthew each get a small smile and nod as well. It was good to know they were all in this together. Even if every wolf instinct was to run with a small pack, her pack.
Those instincts were quickly flushed aside by one thought. We're fixing the hisil. We're fixing the hisil!
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