<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/fIvRVh9.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Nuka<br/><strong>Rank:</strong>Pack Member, Former Inyanga<br/><strong>Company:</strong>Jag, Kize<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Densite<br/><hr/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">Nuka watched Kize's retreating frame as she suddenly dismissed herself without much direction as to where she was going or if she would even be back. His pale yellow eyes blinked rapidly after her. Had he said something offensive? He mulled over the thoughts to himself. Soft, inaudible, grumbling escaped his muzzle as he replayed the conversation between Kize, Jag and himself. As he did so, he did remember that Jag had voiced his concern on what would happen once Zuya learned more of the truth and if he would actually believe any of it. <strong>“That..”</strong> he began, <strong>“.. is up to Alpha Zuya to decide.”</strong> Nuka gave Jag a stern look, as if perhaps leading him onto more than he was willing to voice out loud. <strong>“For right now, our alpha is the one who gets to decide these things. Others are free to challenge him and his ideology if they so choose.”</strong> Nuka looked as if he wanted to say more, but decided to dead that part of the conversation for the time being. Who knows what wandering ears might have been eavesdropping. <strong>“It's almost time.”</strong> Nuka looked up at the moonless sky and his eyebrows furrowed. No clouds covered the sky, which made the wintry night a little more chilly than usual. The stars were big and bright, a welcome and fitting invitation to the conversation they would all soon have. However, he had been sure that tonight would be a full moon. In fact, he had told the alpha earlier that there would be one. He shifted quietly, growing uneasy. From what he could remember, the tales of Elder's Moon were best told when there was actually a full moon. Oh, how on Earth could he have gotten the moon dates wrong?! And tonight of all nights!<br/><br/>(mini timeskip) Jag and Nuka continued chatting among themselves, mostly about Jag's concerns, even though Nuka tried heavily to steer away from certain topics and flat out refused to answer certain questions prematurely, no matter how much Jag asked or circled back to the initial conversation. Nuka was trying to avoid thinking about the lack of moon too. Deep down he hoped it would suddenly appear over the horizon sometime throughout the night. It wasn't too long before Kiza returned, picking up on a topic that they all spoke about previously. Nuka shared Kize's concern and it showed in his eyes as they twinkled under the starlight. It would be a difficult journey for many of their pack mates, physically but also mentally. There was no doubt in his mind about that. <strong>“I sure hope so,”</strong> He replied, solemnly. Nuka gave Kize a reassuring smile. <strong>“Don't worry, I will make sure we don't leave you or anyone else behind.”</strong> He told her. Hopefully she held enough confidence in him and the pack that his words would provide some sort of comfort. Even if they did not, he was still going to make sure he made good on his word. He would do whatever he could to help get everyone to their new home safely. It was the very least he could do. <strong>“Shall we?”</strong> He asked the pair, standing and starting toward the middle of the densite where other members would soon be gathering, if they haven't already, to hear the stories he planned to share about the pack's past and why Elder Moon came to be. As the time grew near, Nuka found himself growing nervous. What if other weren't receptive to what he had to say? What if he misspoke? Where was the full moon tonight? Should they continue or should he move it to another night? Perhaps it would be a bad omen to reinstate Elder's Moon on a moonless night. Oh dear, he hoped he would be helping the pack more than stirring up any sort of mischief.. <br/><br/><br/><strong>“”</strong></span></span>