No Rushing
08-09-2016, 09:26 PM
the colors of my life
are painted in black and white
are painted in black and white
Armai had been in her den as of late. She'd felt some guilt ever since the pack meeting. She'd felt like she'd spoken out of turn and yet she was sure it was what Rivaxorous needed to hear. Still she felt uncomfortable coming out of her den now. She didn't like the idea of drama and the blind healer didn't like the idea of being wrapped up in the middle of it either. She liked Zephyra. Her and Riv were cute together and they seemed to bring out qualities in one another that was good for the pack. She didn't trust her siblings though. If they continued on the way they were the pack wouldn't fare so well.
The silver girl hadn't expected visitors though. A soft rumble from Nox would tell her that someone was approaching. She'd huff softly as a bark reached out to her. She recognized it as Riv's voice and she flicked an ear at Nox. She could hear the cat stalking off to a corner farther into the den. She could hear him humming softly outside of the den and she wondered briefly why he hadn't just walked in. It was a community den after all. She was a healer and it was always welcome to those in the pack.
"Come in Riv. Everything alright?" She'd ask, a slightly worried expression on her face.
Armai has a female snow leopard companion that goes by the name of Nox. It can be assumed that she is always with Armai unless otherwise stated.