The Flower that Blooms in the Moonlight
Chapter 59
Seeing the pack members off was the least thing that Severus could do in scenarios like this.
It was thanks to the hardworking werewolves that River Severn got to where it was now anyway.
A lot of things happened recently, and he thought he'd lose Amber to Ludwig for good.
Severus hated the fact that Ludwig had a point.
The devastation that the Werewolf King felt when he found out that the Santiago clan was wiped out in a blink of an eye…
Severus had no idea that the King was that interested in West Crescent.
He was a high-handed creature who never favored anyone.
It was true that the Santiagos were inimitable wolves with specialized fighting skills.
But that didn't necessarily mean they were undefeatable.
To him, it made more sense for the King to want to meet Amber because she was talented—and not because she was a Santiago.
Bloodlines shouldn't play a factor here.
For some reason though, Amber declined Ludwig's offer to go to the Midlands.
She had reasons to leave this place, yet she chose to stay despite feeling aggrieved at that time.
It was a chance for her to get a little bit closer to her dreams, yet she let it slip away.
Ludwig never shared the details of their conversation to him, but Severus never planned on knowing from the start. He thought that the particulars were no longer of importance since he was expecting that Amber would grab the opportunity that Ludwig had lain out for her.
It was all hers for the taking.
However, the girl defied his expectations, and instead made Ludwig leave without her.
Until now, the story behind that remained a mystery to him.
What made her stay?
Did she like it here?
Had she found a different goal to chase after?
Severus could only wonder. After all, the right timing was required for those type of questions.
As much as he loathed the idea, Amber was leaving the territory yet again to complete a mission.
The situation couldn't be helped this time as their squad was one of the available Level 1 groups that wasn't occupied.
He knew it was too soon for them to return to the field, but any more interference on his end might just give them more troubles.
So, he decided to back off for now.
Actually, he could say that his self-control had improved lately. Otherwise, he'd still be babying Amber, and personally deal with her problems for her.
That child rarely confided in him, and he was aware that it wasn't a matter of trust.
Amber was very self-sufficient, her independence was almost scary.
Ten squads of Level 1 trainees were scheduled to set out today.
Including the pack warriors and squad leaders, the total headcount was around fifty.
It was one of the large-scale operations they would be conducting in the decade.
The recon teams had made several discoveries recently, so it was time to put the newbies' skills to the test.
Brandon's daughter was high-spirited. It was a good thing that she and Amber had become members of the same squad. It was also painfully obvious that she adored Amber so much.
That just eased his worries.
At the very least, he knew that Pepper would never abandon her friend no matter what.
They grew up together. They had seen things together. They loved each other.
As long as the essence of the memories and feelings attached to it wouldn't vanish, Severus had nothing to worry about.
His only concern now was Amber's tendency to overwork herself to get things done.
Talgar should be a safe place for them. As far as he could remember, the tribes weren't hostile to strangers. They just didn't like it when they were being forced to leave their homes.
To be specific, their region.
Other werewolves could come and go as they pleased, but it was a whole different thing once they messed with the Talgarian people.
The task itself shouldn't be dangerous as long as no one would get provoked.
Communication skills were important for a pack warrior, and that's what they'd be working on this time.
Knowing how and exactly when to negotiate was already a form of weapon, especially for those who constantly put it into practice.
Talgarian people had a secret.
And that secret was only known to a select few.
However, the 'way' to the secret had yet to be unveiled.
The Werewolf King was strong; a class of his own.
And the reason why the government had no plans to improve its relationship with undistinguished small regions like Talgar was simple.
That Akkad would flourish with or without the cooperation of the other small packs.
In other words, he wasn't interested in the things that he could achieve by himself—traits that he already had.
Severus, on the other hand, was the exact opposite of that personality.
He'd utilize all available resources to him because… not taking action was the disease of the incompetents.
The Werewolf King might have no use for the weaker beings, but Severus believed that they were still worth knowing down to the last fiber of their being.
Amber and Salt were both cool-headed.
That, in itself, was already advantage.
The only problem was Salt's unfiltered mouth. His tongue will certainly offend people wherever he goes.
On the contrary, Amber liked to keep things to herself. That's why she's prone to overthinking—until that transforms into self-destruction.
The two of them have a profound perception of things.
With the assistance of the other trainees from another squad, they should be able to pull this off.
They must.
Failure is unacceptable in the face of an easy task.
He has high expectations, and it's their job to meet his expectations by showing what they've got.
"I won't be seeing these faces for quite some time, but that's no reason for us to feel miserable. As all of you go on your journey, you'll be representing our pack. You become the face of River Severn. And that's a reason for us to be proud—not miserable."
"I can see that more than half of the participants here are newbies. So, let me tell you one thing. Being nervous is normal. Your nerves influence your behavior, and that's normal. Don't think you'll fail just because you're nervous. Have you thought about it even once? How that feeling could be used to your advantage…"
"Unfortunately, it's not something we can teach. It's something you experience first, and eventually learn by yourself afterward. Just like what they always say, it's a matter of perspective. How you pave your way forward depends on how you see things. You all have been given missions, and they're yours to fulfill. Only cowards make excuses."
"This message is especially tailored for all Level 1 trainees. We know that most of you are afraid to make mistakes for the entire duration of the mission, but getting too conscious can become a menace. Remember, we're not going to be there to watch your each and every move. No need to feel restrained. As long as you've listened well to the orientation and you know the mission's concept by heart, you won't deviate from the right path."
The end of the squad leader's speech marks the participants' departure.
All pack warriors are to advance, and the newbies shall take off after ten minutes.
That practice is absolute because it's one of River Severn's casualty-preventative methods, especially in cases where the younger wolves have to leave the territory as well.
Ten minutes is the allotted time for the official pack warriors to confirm the safety of the locations nearby.
Once the allotted time has elapsed and the watchers haven't received distress signals from the older wolves, that's when the trainees will be allowed to set forth.
It means that the areas nearby have been secured, enough for them to travel without encountering issues for the first few hours.
Most trainees have already shifted into their wolves, unable to contain the urge to show off their colors and sizes to their fellow pack members.
Wolves take pride in their patterns, and being remarkably larger than the rest is often viewed with awe.
Amber's wolf was average-sized, and she was content with it.
As someone who chiefly relies on her potential strength as a human, her wolf's build is the least of her concerns.
Pepper nudges her to shift via mindlink, but she just shakes her head, and says that her wolf is just starting to get a feel of its surroundings, and what lies ahead of them.
'You didn't finish the book,' her wolf barked.
'I can't read ancient language,' Amber replied, bothered.
The last chapters of 'The Wolves of the South' was written in Til, one of the oldest classical languages in the world.
It appears that the author speaks Til, and considering that she wrote the conclusion part in ancient language… it makes her think that whatever is written in there… is not for the public to know.
The squad leader raised her index finger, and blew her whistle, signaling the egress of the Level 1 squads.
'Amber! Let's go!' That was Pepper, and she was already on the run.
She and Salt, actually.
"Is there a problem?" Alpha Severus approached Amber with a worried expression. "Your teammates have gone on their way. I've noticed this earlier, but why aren't you shifting?"
Amber stammered. "I… I'll go ahead now, Alpha."
"Nervous?"
She hummed. "Something like that…"
"You should go now."
Amber nodded, and reluctantly waved her hand goodbye.
The non-participating squad leaders, as well as the Beta, got their eyes on her.
Amber Santiago started by running bare foot.
And it didn't stop at that.
It didn't take long before she was able to catch up, and when she was finally running side by side with Pepper, she jumped off, shifting into her liver and tan wolf, and overtaking several wolves in her sight.
Trent stood next to Severus. "She's showing off, isn't she?"
Severus shook his head. "I don't think she's aware of it."
"Have you noticed her disposition?"
"Yeah…" he trailed off, distraught.. "She's on edge, and I don't think that's a good sign."
Chapter 60: 60
Seeing the pack members off was the least thing that Severus could do in scenarios like this.
It was thanks to the hardworking werewolves that River Severn got to where it was now anyway.
A lot of things happened recently, and he thought he'd lose Amber to Ludwig for good.
Severus hated the fact that Ludwig had a point.
The devastation that the Werewolf King felt when he found out that the Santiago clan was wiped out in a blink of an eye…
Severus had no idea that the King was that interested in West Crescent.
He was a high-handed creature who never favored anyone.
It was true that the Santiagos were inimitable wolves with specialized fighting skills.
But that didn't necessarily mean they were undefeatable.
To him, it made more sense for the King to want to meet Amber because she was talented—and not because she was a Santiago.
Bloodlines shouldn't play a factor here.
For some reason though, Amber declined Ludwig's offer to go to the Midlands.
She had reasons to leave this place, yet she chose to stay despite feeling aggrieved at that time.
It was a chance for her to get a little bit closer to her dreams, yet she let it slip away.
Ludwig never shared the details of their conversation to him, but Severus never planned on knowing from the start. He thought that the particulars were no longer of importance since he was expecting that Amber would grab the opportunity that Ludwig had lain out for her.
It was all hers for the taking.
However, the girl defied his expectations, and instead made Ludwig leave without her.
Until now, the story behind that remained a mystery to him.
What made her stay?
Had she found a different goal to chase after?
Severus could only wonder. After all, the right timing was required for those type of questions.
As much as he loathed the idea, Amber was leaving the territory yet again to complete a mission.
The situation couldn't be helped this time as their squad was one of the available Level 1 groups that wasn't occupied.
He knew it was too soon for them to return to the field, but any more interference on his end might just give them more troubles.
So, he decided to back off for now.
Actually, he could say that his self-control had improved lately. Otherwise, he'd still be babying Amber, and personally deal with her problems for her.
That child rarely confided in him, and he was aware that it wasn't a matter of trust.
Amber was very self-sufficient, her independence was almost scary.
Ten squads of Level 1 trainees were scheduled to set out today.
Including the pack warriors and squad leaders, the total headcount was around fifty.
It was one of the large-scale operations they would be conducting in the decade.
The recon teams had made several discoveries recently, so it was time to put the newbies' skills to the test.
Brandon's daughter was high-spirited. It was a good thing that she and Amber had become members of the same squad. It was also painfully obvious that she adored Amber so much.
That just eased his worries.
At the very least, he knew that Pepper would never abandon her friend no matter what.
They grew up together. They had seen things together. They loved each other.
As long as the essence of the memories and feelings attached to it wouldn't vanish, Severus had nothing to worry about.
His only concern now was Amber's tendency to overwork herself to get things done.
To be specific, their region.
Other werewolves could come and go as they pleased, but it was a whole different thing once they messed with the Talgarian people.
The task itself shouldn't be dangerous as long as no one would get provoked.
Communication skills were important for a pack warrior, and that's what they'd be working on this time.
Knowing how and exactly when to negotiate was already a form of weapon, especially for those who constantly put it into practice.
Talgarian people had a secret.
And that secret was only known to a select few.
However, the 'way' to the secret had yet to be unveiled.
The Werewolf King was strong; a class of his own.
And the reason why the government had no plans to improve its relationship with undistinguished small regions like Talgar was simple.
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The King concluded that he had no need for them.That Akkad would flourish with or without the cooperation of the other small packs.
In other words, he wasn't interested in the things that he could achieve by himself—traits that he already had.
Severus, on the other hand, was the exact opposite of that personality.
He'd utilize all available resources to him because… not taking action was the disease of the incompetents.
The Werewolf King might have no use for the weaker beings, but Severus believed that they were still worth knowing down to the last fiber of their being.
Amber and Salt were both cool-headed.
That, in itself, was already advantage.
The only problem was Salt's unfiltered mouth. His tongue will certainly offend people wherever he goes.
The two of them have a profound perception of things.
With the assistance of the other trainees from another squad, they should be able to pull this off.
They must.
Failure is unacceptable in the face of an easy task.
He has high expectations, and it's their job to meet his expectations by showing what they've got.
"I won't be seeing these faces for quite some time, but that's no reason for us to feel miserable. As all of you go on your journey, you'll be representing our pack. You become the face of River Severn. And that's a reason for us to be proud—not miserable."
"I can see that more than half of the participants here are newbies. So, let me tell you one thing. Being nervous is normal. Your nerves influence your behavior, and that's normal. Don't think you'll fail just because you're nervous. Have you thought about it even once? How that feeling could be used to your advantage…"
"Unfortunately, it's not something we can teach. It's something you experience first, and eventually learn by yourself afterward. Just like what they always say, it's a matter of perspective. How you pave your way forward depends on how you see things. You all have been given missions, and they're yours to fulfill. Only cowards make excuses."
"This message is especially tailored for all Level 1 trainees. We know that most of you are afraid to make mistakes for the entire duration of the mission, but getting too conscious can become a menace. Remember, we're not going to be there to watch your each and every move. No need to feel restrained. As long as you've listened well to the orientation and you know the mission's concept by heart, you won't deviate from the right path."
The end of the squad leader's speech marks the participants' departure.
All pack warriors are to advance, and the newbies shall take off after ten minutes.
That practice is absolute because it's one of River Severn's casualty-preventative methods, especially in cases where the younger wolves have to leave the territory as well.
Ten minutes is the allotted time for the official pack warriors to confirm the safety of the locations nearby.
Once the allotted time has elapsed and the watchers haven't received distress signals from the older wolves, that's when the trainees will be allowed to set forth.
It means that the areas nearby have been secured, enough for them to travel without encountering issues for the first few hours.
Most trainees have already shifted into their wolves, unable to contain the urge to show off their colors and sizes to their fellow pack members.
Wolves take pride in their patterns, and being remarkably larger than the rest is often viewed with awe.
Amber's wolf was average-sized, and she was content with it.
As someone who chiefly relies on her potential strength as a human, her wolf's build is the least of her concerns.
'You didn't finish the book,' her wolf barked.
'I can't read ancient language,' Amber replied, bothered.
The last chapters of 'The Wolves of the South' was written in Til, one of the oldest classical languages in the world.
It appears that the author speaks Til, and considering that she wrote the conclusion part in ancient language… it makes her think that whatever is written in there… is not for the public to know.
The squad leader raised her index finger, and blew her whistle, signaling the egress of the Level 1 squads.
'Amber! Let's go!' That was Pepper, and she was already on the run.
She and Salt, actually.
"Is there a problem?" Alpha Severus approached Amber with a worried expression. "Your teammates have gone on their way. I've noticed this earlier, but why aren't you shifting?"
Amber stammered. "I… I'll go ahead now, Alpha."
"Nervous?"
She hummed. "Something like that…"
"You should go now."
Amber nodded, and reluctantly waved her hand goodbye.
The non-participating squad leaders, as well as the Beta, got their eyes on her.
Amber Santiago started by running bare foot.
And it didn't stop at that.
It didn't take long before she was able to catch up, and when she was finally running side by side with Pepper, she jumped off, shifting into her liver and tan wolf, and overtaking several wolves in her sight.
Trent stood next to Severus. "She's showing off, isn't she?"
Severus shook his head. "I don't think she's aware of it."
"Yeah…" he trailed off, distraught.. "She's on edge, and I don't think that's a good sign."
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