Leadership's Beginning (Epsilon)

[Rykett]

Fierfly

((Let's start off with Epsilon. Since I already know where he's headed, but we should take it slow since they have to discuss Epsilon's performance in the hunt as it happens. It might be a little confusing, but we can make it work. ))

Blaise:

The alphess waited in the den, thinking. The hunt. It was all so fresh in her mind. She shook away the images and instead focused on her members. One had performed well. He deserved a notable promotion. If Blaise listened to her emotions, she would never offer him such an opportunity as she was about to. But being the alphess, Blaise had to look beyond what her memories screamed at her and stare reality and logic straight on. Sighing, Blaise took the couple steps to the entrance of the den.

"Epsilon," she called as she stuck her head outside of the den. Her purple eyes immediately found the male among the members mulling about the Ashwood Grove. She waiting for him to enter before ducking back into the den.

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Epsilon:

Helios had done well for a young pup on his first try and if Epsilon had been anyone else he would have congratulated his teammate. However he was Epsilon, a wolf of few words and he had never spoken well, so all he could do was give his little friend an approving smile and chuckle softly as Chance began romping with his brother.

A furry, blue ear turned as the Alphess called for him and he turned in her direction. She stood erect, confident and knowing at the entrance to the community den as she waited for him to join her for conference. He pinned his ears and began making his way toward her, his long, silver legs making him appear to glide as they smoothly carried him between the saplings.

Seeing his approach, the Alphess ducked back in and he lowered his head to enter. He'd never been inside as he had his own sleeping spot that he preferred and noticed how large and well built it all actually was. There was more than enough room for the pack and would surely be warm and snug and friendly on long winter days, but he wasn't there to admire the architecture.

He nodded respectfully, "Alphess Blaise,"

[Rykett]

Blaise:

"Epsilon," Blaise greeted him, "Relax, have a seat. I just wanted to discuss your performance during the hunt, yesterday." The alphess sat as she spoke, expecting Epsilon to do the same. "I believe you've sufficiently proven yourself worthy of promotion. You showed great skill and kept your cool in the face of danger. You also instructed young Helios well," she paused considering her decision one more time before she offered the rank.

"I would like to offer you a higher leadership position; Beta or Alpha. You'll be an heir temporarily. You'll train under my supervision during that time. If you don't wish for such a rank, I think the position of Hunter would also suit you." Blaise waited for his response. Epsilon had been nothing but loyal for the entirety of his membership in Secluded Sunrise. He was a capable male and the perfect candidate for Beta or Alpha, despite Blaise's personal misgivings. Blaise needed more help leading the pack than Hawthorne and Foxtrot had offered.

[Fierfly]

Epsilon:

At the alphesses's command he obediently gathered his haunches beneath him and she did the same. She got right to the point and began mulling over what he'd done well in the hunt. He had skill - no argument; he'd kept his head - true; he'd instructed Helios - hardly, the young he-wolf had largely handled himself, Epsilon had only led the attack. Maybe he'd loaned his partner a few tips but maybe that was all there was to instruction - that was how he'd learned.

Alphess Blaise hesitated slightly, maybe reconsidering what she was about to say, but went through with it. "I would like to offer you a higher leadership position; Beta or Alpha." his sapphire blue eyes went wide with surprise and it took a little effort to keep his jaw from going slack. Beta or Alpha? Didn't Blaise already - well...they had lost Hawthorne somewhere on their way to the hunt and he hadn't seen him since returning to the territory...but alpha? If there was anything he was it was not leadership material. He was too quiet, too solitary by nature, too...something! Alpha? Even Beta was a ridiculous over-exaggeration of his abilities - he wasn't made to lead.

As Blaise suggested Hunter he felt relief seep through his bones and he nearly accepted right then and there, but something in him hesitated. If she thought he could do it then why couldn't he? She thought he would be of some worth in one of those positions and it wasn't as though she was just going to throw him into the role, it would come with training, it would take time, he could stand to wait - he could stand to wait for a long while to be honest - he had no desire to jump into a leader's role...but he had promised himself to this pack and to the regal black figure perched before him. He'd promised to her that he would be whatever she needed him to be - the pack needed more than a hunter.

Finally he nodded slowly, "I am honored that you feel I can contribute so much, thank-you." It almost felt wrong saying it like that, he was a hunter by nature and better understood than most the habits of the game and when to strike, his way to contribute was to hunt. But she needed him elsewhere and he kept his word. "I'm ready to try."

[Rykett]

Blaise:


Blaise smiled, partly relieved that he’d accepted, partly not. Blaise recognized talent when she saw it, and though she may not be personally at ease with Epsilon’s promotion, he deserved it and the pack need his guidance. ”Then, I pronounce you an heir of Secluded Sunrise. You’ll train under me until the time comes for you to be proclaimed an Alpha or Beta,” she stated, formally, ”I’m sure you’ll serve this pack well.”

Now Blaise would be closely working with Epsilon often whether she liked it or not. Her pack needed it, though. She was the only Alpha with none ready to take her place except Ramone and Tear who’d made it plain that they didn’t want the position when the pack formed. She had nonverbally promised that she would put the good of this pack first. Epsilon’s promotion might be the first of many such decisions. ”You may be on your way, now, Epsilon. There are others that proved themselves during the hunt, waiting to be promoted.”

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Epsilon:

A brief smile graced her features and he was pleasantly surprised with how much one simple curve of the mouth transformed her features - the small forehead usually puckered in thought or level and steady in concentration smoothed and the dark eyes lit up with an adventurous twinkle he'd never thought he'd see in such deep, somber amethysts - there was still that careful flicker in them, but her countenance brightened considerably and gentle assurance fell on his shoulders as he realized this was indeed where Blaise both needed him and where he could help.

"Of course," he stood to leave. "Thank-you Alphess Blaise, I'm usually not far from the grove - call for me when you're ready." he carefully ducked his head, turned and strode out, his long legs taking full advantage of their reach and carried him swiftly and cleanly out of the immediate area.

-Exit Epsilon-