a þing of splendor
12-21-2015, 08:10 PM
Eisleif was full of questions as the two of them made their way to the meeting, she'd answer them dutifully as she led her daughter to their place. She'd smile down at her child as she asked if Laufey would be sitting beside her, but before the woman could say anything Stori would claim his side. Of course the man himself would appear to correct the situation, kissing her first before sitting between both pups. She'd nudge him back affectionately before offering Eisleif a comforting Nudge, noticing how Stori was easily able to get under her young pup's fur. She'd smile at Bernadette as the familiar woman came to sit close to their little group right before another friendly face appeared. She found herself smiling brightly at the appearance of an old acquaintance. She'd always wondered where he'd gotten off to. He'd been an interesting character and she'd enjoyed squirrel bowling with him. "Hello again, Sir Hárekr. It's nice to see you, and thanks. I'm rather proud of her." She'd sneak another glance at her daughter, feeling the pride swell in her chest. He'd move to find his place as Katja began. Taking her gaze from Eisleif and letting it fall on their leader she would listen intently to the passionate words spoken. At the end she would speak of rising in ranks, and Eisleif would first look to Laufey curiously before her attention would be diverted to Eisleif and her sudden out burst. Neith wasn't sure if she should retrieve her child for speaking out or to return to that feeling of pride that she had held earlier. Eisleif was fiercely independent, and it seemed she felt more than competitive as Stori spoke out too. With ears to her skull she'd look to the girl's father to their alpha, wondering what might come of her daughter's eager spirit. |