EliteCommander

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Ahnasha accepted Calia's hand. "Well, if I am skilled enough, then maybe I will have the Elven time to wait. There is nothing I would like more than for all of us to be able to visit all of you, as family. Maybe have you meet my family as well. Maybe since all of his family doesn't see it the same way, and even his local priest, for that matter, it might help change his mind."

There was another pause, and Ahnasha spoke up with genuine concern. "Do you...think anything bad will come of this? I saw how he struck Llarasa shortly after we arrived yesterday. I won't lie, that...infuriated me."

Meesei gave a light smile, looking towards Rhazii. "He will always be there to protect his little brother. Is that not right, Rhazii? I think he will be the model of a bigger brother. And big he will be. Rhazii is Cathay, so he will be a fair bit larger than the average Khajiit you commonly see in Cyrodiil. It is going to be...interesting to deal with when his lycanthropy starts to manifest itself. I do not envy your position when he reaches adolescence, Fendros." Meesei chuckled.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

"Thank you. I promise I will keep my family as safe as possible. And we will be sure to send letters when we are able. One advantage of the system of communication we have established is that you should be able to send letters in response as well. Naturally, we will have to be cautious in what we say in the letters, in case someone else reads them, but we will be able to keep you informed. "Ahnasha had to pause and think on any other questions she might have had. "I don't think I have any more to ask; at least not anything important enough to hold you up from speaking with the others. Or...well...I suppose there is one thing. I don't like to even bring it up, but it's something that has been on my mind. Fendros, as you might expect, is very glad we came here. He has been happy to see all of you, to speak to you all and reforge a relationship with you. But, I am worried that his father's opinion might start to weigh on him. What he said to Fendros yesterday...I cannot imagine how I would have felt if my father had done the same. Do you think it is possible that Fendros will ever be able to repair his relationship with him? Do you think he will ever at least be accepting of what happened?"

Meesei too sat down, just on the other side of Monderyn. Being that Monderyn was now speaking with family, Meesei felt that she should step back to be more of an observer in the conversation, but that did not mean she was not interested in it. She had spoken to Fendros about his past before, of course, but they had never delved into any great detail in their conversations. By listening to Monderyn, she could perhaps learn a bit more about Fendros' life from a different perspective than his own.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Meesei is right there now, though she'll probably end up trading with Ahnasha.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

"I will admit, our lifestyle is not ideal, especially for raising a family." Ahnasha conceded. "But, it is a better life than most lycans could have ever hoped for in years past. Fendros has been through difficulties, but he has come out stronger for it. We all have. I know Fendros is young, especially by Dunmer standards, but I think once you have the chance to speak to him in-depth, you'll see that he has matured. He is, well, a valuable part of our pack, and the clan as a whole."

It did not take too long for Newt to calm down, so Kaleeth soon returned to her conversation with Llarasa. His emotions being as fickle as they were, about the only effect on Newt after a minute or two was that he was a bit more hesitant to stare at Monderyn. For the most part, he was just starting to get tired.

Meesei's expression did not change substantially, but her tone took on a bit more emotion, rather than sounding dull. "I think you would be surprised. Rhazii loves to talk, ever since he first learned how. He is a very friendly child and would love to meet more of his family. Especially if you can think of any stories to tell him. And, I am sure he would have a lot to say about your brother, if you were to ask. You could learn what kind of a father your brother has been."

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

While her lycan form was not normally something Ahnasha liked to show off in any sort of proximity to a city, she felt she could make an exception in this case. "Yes, that would actually be the easiest thing to prove, provided we do it somewhere that is appropriately private. City guards, as you might imagine, do not take kindly to seeing our lycan forms, and I would not want anyone else to witness you in the presence of a lycan. I am perfectly willing to show you; just be sure we have a safe place. As lycans, we are a fair amount...larger than we are in our normal forms, so we will need an open space if you plan to do it inside. Also, Meesei wears the Ring of Hircine, which marks her as Champion, if you would know how to identify it."

Predictably, Newt started to cry the moment Monderyn raised his voice and did not hesitate to run straight into Janius' arms. The commotion was enough to attract the attention of Kaleeth, who had been speaking to Llarasa only a short distance away. Unaware of what had caused Newt to cry, Kaleeth broke away from her conversation momentarily to walk over to Janius and help to comfort her son. "Aw, what happened little one? Is everything okay?"

Meesei was witness to the entire event, but as she often tended to do in more "diplomatic" situations, her expression was entirely unreadable. There was no anger or malice in her voice, though neither was she exactly friendly. She simply spoke to Monderyn neutrally, as if nothing had just happened. "The little ones have a very expanded sense of family. Among us, it is actually rare to have any blood relatives. Newt and Rhazii are fortunate to have their birth parents, though they still consider themselves family just as much as you do to your siblings and parents. I believe Rhazii would love to get to know you."

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Internship. I was finally able to send it in, after two days of technical problems with the online form.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

"Again, I...hope you can understand that I cannot give too much information, but yes, that is essentially the case." Ahnasha answered. Instead of individual packs in the wilderness, we have organized into clans. They existed well before any of us were lycans, of course, but we have helped to expand them, and connect them to one another. There are clans in every province and nation in Tamriel. Political boundaries don't mean much to us, since we all have something in common, and we're all working for the same goal. I suppose it is not accurate to say that we 'created' all of it, but we did help to organize what was already there. It's part of the reason we have traveled so much."

Briefly, Ahnasha paused and gave a glance in the direction of Meesei. "I know I have given you a lot of hard to swallow information all at once. I just think you deserve to know everything I can tell you. Is there anything I can do to maybe...reassure you that I am not lying through my teeth?" Ahnasha asked with a chuckle.

Newt actually had an easier time understanding Monderyn's explanation than he might have expected. He did not quite know why he had never seen this new brother before, but Newt did have an understanding of family from the pack. Granted, it was not a "traditional" understanding of family, but at the same time, Monderyn was also not Fendros' brother in the traditional sense. "You're uncle Fendros' brother? Rhazii is my brother, so...you're my uncle too!" Newt said excitedly. Before Monderyn could give a response, Newt had already started to hug his leg.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Completely forgot to respond this morning after I finished that application. Shall do so now.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Goodnight

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

"I suppose I can offer no guarantees that it was in fact Mephala, but she did speak to us at one of her shrines, while possessing one of her priests." Ahnasha answered. "I do not know of any Daedra who would be powerful enough to project their power on Tamriel at a different Daedra's shrine. In any case, I was certainly aware of her nature, and rightfully skeptical. She told us that it would be a Breton that made the offer, and it was at a time that we encountered a Breton we did not fully trust. But, we were cautious, and everything turned out quite well for us."

Ahnasha could not help but to give a slight chuckle at herself and the story she had told Calia thusfar. "I know it must sound strange, everything I have told you. How we have traveled the world under the leadership of Hircine's Champion, spoken directly to more than one Daedric Prince, and created, well...almost a society of lycanthropes in just a few short years. Certainly, it was nothing that either myself or Fendros would have expected when we first found him in the wilderness. But, I believe we are doing something important in the world. Lycans, as dangerous as we may be, are also misunderstood, and most of us just want to live in peace. Meesei, myself, Fendros, we have all been helping to shape the world in a way that will make it safer for all of our kind. Honestly, I have not thought about it a great deal until now, but we are helping people who have nowhere else to turn."

It took a few moments for Newt to collect his thoughts enough to give an answer, and even then, it was a rather oddly-worded, out of context question that he asked. "Why are you...also an uncle?" He asked, his wide eyes staring straight up at Monderyn in anticipation.