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*Jaelle* · (This post was last modified: 04-06-2017, 06:16 PM by Evelyn.)

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True to her word, Jaelle had been trying her very damnest to stick around the pack territory as much as she could. Xephyris said that he would be back soon, but would be in and out as he tried to hunt for Limno. It wasn't for him, but for the girls that she had left behind. Letting out a sigh, the bell-clad woman paced back and forth on top of the frozen snow, her paws not even crunching through the top layer. Her own parents hadn't really been there, but the troupe had become her family. It was the whole group that had raised the gypsy, so she didn't quite understand the missing one parent thing. But missing wolves... well that she knew. It had been nearly a year, no longer... since she had seen any of the other gypsies around here. It made her sad and her heart heavy, but in a way she was thankful. It had broken her out of her more shy like personality, allowing her to grow into her own wolf. She found Xephyris and now this little pack of his because of that. While she wasn't enjoying being stuck here, she wouldn't take back meeting them for the whole world. But his girls, well they would need some special attention. Jaelle hadn't even met them yet, but knew their names from hearing them mentioned in conversations. Memphis and Saffron, lovely names really. Perhaps today would be a good time to check in on them, it gave her something to distract herself with anyways. Turning towards the cliffs, she started to sniff around the dens until she found the one that smelled the most like the silver man.

The monochrome woman stepped inside slowly, her bells calling out softly as her nails clicked against the bare rock. Peering around, it took a few seconds for her blue and brown eyes to adjust to the darkness. "Hellllooo?" she called softly, taking a seat near the mouth of the cave. She didn't want to startle the children, so she ran her tail against he ground until it rested at her side. Her bells called out softly as she did so, the metal grating on the rocks. Maybe she could let them play with Goat the stoat, she thought with a smile. In fact, where was the bitter little guy? Mm, perhaps he was hiding again. He seemed a little bitter that he had to stick with her, but really he had no choice. He was trapped here until all the snow melted, and decided that sticking with Jaelle would be best for now. She liked the angry critter, but he didn't seem to overly fond of her. Smiling softly to herself, she was drawn into her own thoughts as she sat and waited.

"SPEAK"

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