Testing Time (Meeting)

The call would ring out, and the newly made woman would leave her den in a haste, bounding towards the call... well, as well as she could in this terrain. Her nose wrinkling with every step, each paw sticking to the mud, she forced her way through the thickets to where her alpha stood waiting. Curiosity swirled in her green eyes as she stepped onto the rocky outcrop, each of her paws being shaken to get excess mud off. A quick glance around would show she was the first to arrive - good. A small smile graced her lips as she tipped her head back to watch Bass. What was he up to? Best to think on that and not on the heat that was starting to rise up again.

note to self: having this set after bacchus and lark threads as to prevent issues with timing


"Speech" "Language" "Farrym"