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Spirit nodded in recognition as Aedan explained what the Corrupted Kyn were. That's right, she had seen the Meadow of Life through her Princess's eyes. The memories were fuzzy and incomplete, as Rosemary was very young at the time, but enough for Aedan's words to bring up the recollections.

Spirit frowned, unaware she was now floating again. The Butterkyn had touched the eggs from which first-generation Kyns were born. And the results...

Spirit shook herself from her thoughts as the two large creatures moved toward them. They were huge. Maybe not compared to herself, but those two would dwarf any non-eastern kyn.

Spirit turned to Paradox. She knew that he had not recognized the Corrupt kyn and the Meadow of Life as she did, but the large kyns certainly caught his interest.

There has already been one elder to visit us before. Spirit's mind drifted back to a time she had been eavesdropping on Zephyr and Origin. Zephyr had disappeared for a few days, leaving the shy and scared Origin in panic. Spirit had been very young then, and she had been keenly aware of her adoptive mother -Origin's- distress. The Lunar refused to leave her room, and Rosemary had to force her to eat and drink at one point. When Zephyr finally came back, he had done everything he could to calm the female lunar back down again.

He had said something about a howl that had compelled him to go into the depths of the forest. The howl belonged to what had looked like an extremely large lunar, by Zephyr's description.

Looking at the blind, pale creature, which looked like an extremely large lunar, Spirit had to wonder if the creature that had called Zephyr was also an 'elder', or perhaps even this same kyn in front of her.

The news about these Corrupt kyn was distressing to Tetania. She had been to the Meadow of Life, and remembered that toward the end of their visit a loud roar had been heard, and Minya had flown off after it. She expected that event was related to the Corrupt somehow. She shuffled her wings uneasily as she thought about what might have happened to Madoc. The missing Eastern tried to see the good in everyone and was always willing to help. It would not have been hard for an unscrupulous Corrupt kyn to persuade him to help them. Although she still dearly hoped he was on the mainland, she feared that was not the case.

The arrival of the Elder kyn distracted Tetania from her pessimistic thoughts, then held her attention as Aeden explained who and what they were. Even the simple statement that they were here to help, along with the sheer presence of the two, started to calm her.

Saber stepped forward, wanting to take action as soon as possible, but knowing they needed to find out more first. “It sounds like don’t have much time to waste. Can you tell us more about these Corrupt, or about what you would like us to do?”

Zen stiffened slightly, glancing at the European 'Elder' warily. The Elder was much larger than him, but that wasn't what had caught Zen's attention. There was this... feeling of needing to get closer, but Zen quickly shook it off. There were more grave matters at hand.

If these Corrupt were as powerful as Aedan described them as, even more powerful than their magic, then unless all the Kyn clans banded together and went all-out on these strange Kyn, there was no chance of surviving.

This wasn't just a conflict. This was complete war.

What would you have us do then? he asked, getting straight to the point and trying to keep calm in the face of mass panic. They have the element of surprise on their side, do they not, as they are the ones who prepare to wage attack on us? Do you know of any weaknesses they possess?

For whatever reason, Zen could sense through the bond that Juniper and Coriolis were near the ranch. Hadn't he told them not to come after him? The prince let out a light huff of displeasure but spread his wings and took to the sky after the European Elder. It seemed that the call had meaning after all. Coriolis could probably take care of Juniper.

Through their bond, Zen quickly sent a summary of their meeting so far before focusing on the Elder.

Coriolis landed on the ground some few meters behind all the other gathered kyn and folded in his wings as he waited for June to reach his side. To his surprise, instead of stopping, she continued forward with barely a pause. Deciding that she probably had a reason for doing so, he sat back on his haunches as he watched her disappear behind the ranch.

Then he turned his attention on the human and female European in front. I apologize for the sudden intrusion. My clan's prince informed me of the situation. I am Coriolis from Aezhenn Chalm, at your service.

So it was all boiling down to this. They were about to enter a war, which could possible destroy life as she knew it. One one side, she was desperate to prove herself and her kyns in battle; this was one time she did not want to be sent back covered in bandages and be half dead. On the other side, one she tried to push down, she felt..afraid. The enemy sounded very powerful, and while she had numbers on her side, most of her kyn were not skillied fighters.

This was going to be a difficult choice...

Suddenly, Toroth was on his feet, walking away from the group and towards some of the other european males, whom were now following the european elder.
"wait! Toroth, where are you going?" poke asked. " This isn't the time to be running off!"

Turning around, He regarded her for a mew seconds. "Sorry, but there is...something important I must do." He then smilied. "Don't worry though, I will return. I can't let other wild kyn pick on you; thats my job." And with that, he lept from the ground and followed the other kyns.

"...well theres goes another one...". She then turned to Papilio. "Your the fastest flier I have at the moment. I need you to go back and grab Kook, Kichi and aneth. Tell the others that they must prepare for a sudden attack on the caves; improve the defences, close most of the openings, do whatever they can to make sure our home is secure. On your way, see if you can find Taku and bring him up to date Hurry!"

"I'm on it!" Pap Took to the air as quick as she could, circled once to allow her butterkyn to catch up, then flew off in the direction of their cave.

((Geeze Cherry, long post is long!))

Cecil managed to pull the reins in on himself, pacing his breathing lightly and closing his eyes for a moment. When he opened them, it was just in time to see the crowd of kyns taking off into the air.

Not removing his focus from the group, Cecil saw the other group of wolf-like kyns leave the crowd as well, lead by their blind (albeit confident) leader.

Immediately following the two, a sort of tumultuous discord took place between the individual groups. A number of kyns had shown up and left suddenly, without warning.

The erratic, unpredictable appearances and disappearences were a source of confusion for Cecil, who didn't really understand what was going on; though he decided to dismiss it as such.

Looking down on the group, it became quite plain for one to see that the ranks of people in the immediacy had slimmed down considerably. In spite of the two new kyns that had shown up, there were indeed less people here now...

Cecil sighed lightly, trying to brush away his new found anxiety. "This probably isn't the best time, but I don't think there will be a better time..."

Sending out a probing thought, he searched for the whereabouts of Maria. He was met with the rather abrupt reply of "I'll be just a moment."

Cecil sighed lightly. Catching his own breath, he hopped off of the branches making only a dull thud as he landed. The branches themselves creaked and swayed audibly behind him.

No longer in the tree, Cecil's appearance changed considerably in subtle ways. His slacks were no longer held taught against the tree, and had visibly slid down his waist slightly. They looked slightly loose on him, as if they were a size too large. The new light did little to flatter his stained shirt, only bringing forth the appearance of the stains long since caused by
various things. Most apparent was that Cecil, now being vertical, was considerably shorter, and likely younger, than most of the participants in the meeting. By all accounts, he likely had the appearance of a homeless child.

Unsure of how to proceed given the situation, Cecil absconded with the usual greetings and courtesies. "So, then, what's the plan?"

Aedan shook his head, taking a few steps away from Minya, towards the ranch house. With his back mostly to the main group, he talked privately to Minya for a few moments. This is a bad idea, Minya, I've told you. If we stopped the movement to the island, there is no need for war.

Minya's tail swayed, and she snorted heavily. And we would have to hurt those we love to do that. Our options are to wait and prepare, or wait and hope. I do not trust hope - it has failed you too many times in the past.

I don't even believe sending them back to their dens would be enough. Aedan shook his head again, turning back to the crowd. "Are there any other questions?" It looked as if the group was bigger again. But would it be enough?

((OOC: Keep in mind I said likely younger, Poke. He's a little short, and he is indeed younger, but he is not around years of eight or something like that. Maybe I came across as a little too strong in my text? An untrained eye might ballpark him in the 11-13 range.

Also, I can't find any descriptions of certain characters anywhere, so this post is going to be a little vague!))

Cecil stared briefly at the girl who spoke up first. Eyeing her up for a moment, he was left with an awkward inability to size her up effectively. Ignoring the rather loud, gruff words of the kyns beside her, he replied, "That's a decent enough plan, but in truth I was addressing the one at the forefront. Aedan, I think it was?"

He stared at the one who had seemed to have gathered everyone here. "It seems that we would need one, singular plan if we wish to win."

Maria glided down from the sky above, observing the crowd stretched before her. She paused beside Cecil, once more half-floating just above the ground. She directed her gaze at the black kyns that had spoken earlier, "He's involved in this as much as you or I, pup."

Cecil dismissed the brief interaction and continued. "It's stupid to catch a wolf alone. If we do this on our own, we'll just get bitten... or something to that effect. We need some sort of a plan."