The Sound Of Starting Over [Meeting]

The femme wasn’t sure how she felt to be honest. But she was sure that she was making the right decision in coming to the North. She was tired, so tired of living on her own. She’d done a lot of thinking since she last saw Avalon, and with determination in her golden gaze she and Bubo set off for the pack of Ivalice. The owl was flying overhead, helping guide the wolfess through her travels. She breathed in, her gaze searching the lands through the light snow that was falling. Soon winter would be upon the world… and the wolves of Boreas would have little choice other than to deal with the change it brought.

When she arrived at the borders she was surprised to hear Avalon’s call. A… pack meeting? Oracle glanced over towards Bubo, the large owl landing near her. “What do you think? Do we press on and crash the meeting?” The owl asked, his sharp gaze meeting Oracle’s own. She gave a small nod, deciding to give her sister a howl of warning that she was coming before just entering the territory. With that done Oracle began to move onward, her heart pounding in her chest. Hopefully Avalon would still accept her… but why wouldn’t she? They were family after all.

The femme was surprised when she saw the manner of wolves gathered at the meeting. Children, adults… even wolves with quite the exotic look to them. Oracle gave a nod to Avalon, a small smile, before her gaze landed on Galahad. Her heart fluttered, and quickening her step, she moved to his side. There was a little one there near him, who Oracle gave a smile to, before she nudged her brother’s shoulder. “Hey stranger.”