Packs
A pack is central to a Garou's life. They are your lifes blood. Mikal has been
told this even since before his first change. Packs are everything. Septs are
good. Caerns are important. But if a Garou has a pack the pack is everything.
The Caerns and septs are important to the Pack.
The pack is mother the pack is father. It cares for you when you are wounded.
It flows with your hearts blood. Your flesh and mind is one. There is no
individual. There is only the pack.
Well now that Mikal has finally joined a pack. Its not like that at all. Mikal
is exceedingly confused. While he was the pack leader the rest of the pack ignored
him. He makes sacrafices for the pack. These are ignored. He suggests things
to the pack. These are ignored. He respects the rest of his pack. They insult
him thinking him sarcastic. The one mind one body one soul thing that his elders
used to talk about is starting to seem like so much bullshit.
What the hell.
Anyway the pack is central to Mikals life. They come before his personal
safety and wellbeing. They are his pack goddamit. They are his lifesblood.
If his instantaneous sacrifice would put the aims of the pack forward, he
would sacrafice himself without thought.
Be that as it may Mikal has certain thoughts on each of the auspices, and what role
they play.
Ahroun: The flashing claws of the pack
Galliard: The voice of the pack
Theurge: The soul of the pack
Ragabash: The 'you're being a bloody idiot stop doing that you moron' of the pack
Philodox: The wisdom of the pack
Mikal is well aware that in comparisson with the rest of the pack he is somewhat of a dope.
The only reason he does reasonably well at law is a certain drive to succeed that he has.
Having it constantly rubbed in is not overly helping him.