Alpha’s meeting with Elder Werewolves

Time: 5:00am 

 Location: Classified

“We’re all here Merrick, now tell us why.”

“The Hawthorne’s Elite Squad Potent Petal has not reported in three weeks.”
“That makes twelve squads, and an undetermined number of civilians that have gone missing within the Inner Circle, Elders”

“Yes, we know. So, who will send the next recon team?... Opium?”

“With respect Elder, we of the Pink Opium Pack have sustained a great number of casualties in the last year, it’s taking everything we have to protect our territory from the Wastelanders.”

“Incompitent, is all the Opium pack is..”
“Hawthorne you’d better mind your tongue..”
“Or what? I may have taken the Hawthorne name, but don’t forget I am of Brier blood Cadmire.”
“Like you’d let anyone here forget.”

“Enough, the both of you”

“Yes, elder.”
“Elder.”

“Dandelion?”
“Also, with respect Elder. Dandelions are spread fairly thin; maintaining the Inner Circle is becoming difficult. Our newest Alpha and Beta recruits, into the Grey Dandelions Defense Squad, are finding authority... problematic.”
“That’s what happens when you have a Beta running a Pack. You’ve no authority over an Alpha, even a whelp of one..”
“Not everyone strikes fear into their children as you do Merrick.”
“And that is why your children will die young. Fear and Renown are the only ways to gain a young Alpha’s respect; and you have neither.”

“ENOUGH”

…    …  

“Hydrangea?”
“... " sigh "As it is 'mating' season for most of our females... I apologize Elder, but we are unable to spare a squad at this time.”
“The strong must cover for the weaks, weakness”
“You don’t ever change, do you Merrick”
“No. Life isn’t a popularity contest. Hesitation is what gets you killed. And, as I've said numerous times in the past, a pack comprised of females is a liability.” .... ...... .....

“I’ve heard Harou is taking to the training like a duck to water.”
“He has a long way to go before he can be called an Alpha.” *scoff* "Only by your standards."

“A monster, no hesitation or emotion when he kills. He’s closer to a Rogue than a Werewolf.. His Hunt six years ago showed everyone- that apple didn’t fall far..”
“WATCH YOURSELF CADMIRE”
“If you’re so PROUD of your creation, why not send him in to deal with the threat? We’ve all lost sons and daughters to whatever it is out there, why not test the boy’s strength and send him with a squad?”
…
“What? No snarky comeback. Correct me if I’m wrong, but was it not HIM who got your wife and son, his own mother and older brother killed?”

"HE WAS EIGHT!" *Snarled* "And yet, you let him join a hunt" "I SUGGEST YOU BE SILENT BEFORE I RIP YOUR THROAT OUT"

“ENOUGH CADMIRE”
“Sorry, Elder.”

..... A few minutes later....

“Red Hawthorne will send a squad, we are the only Pack who can spare the numbers, and not have a problem protecting our territory in their absence.”
“Are you certain Merrick? You were the last to send a squad, to send another so soon, your Pack will need to mourn the losses..”
“We only mourn the dead, there is still a chance that Joseph’s team, or at least some of them are still alive. It is because we sent the last squad, that another should be dispatched as soon as possible. Elder.”

“Very well. This meeting is now over. Make your preparations.”