slipping up

Damn roots, they didn't want to come undone from under the snow. This place was full of irritating things, the large brute of a wolf could have been pissed already but there wasn't much one could do about Vahva. The young wolf had no bad past, well unless you counted the fact that her parents had been high when she was conceived and that her mother died by being crushed by a tree when Vahva was right there beside her. Other than that, and being alone Vahva wasn't all that damaged. Yet, she was still as ambitious as she could be. The girl had a plan like her cousin had. Developing her own pack, she could do whatever she wished and create a world that would be level for her. She definitely wasn't one with enough experience yet, but she would learn and she would gather as many allies as she could so when the time came her pack wouldn't fall apart as soon as it started. Vahva wasn't evil nor mean and the pack would need some sort of goal, maybe it could be a home for those who had no where else to go? As long as they listened to her rules Vahva didn't mind having wolves with evil tendencies but then again she wasn't sure.

After some time Vahva had found herself trampling along on broken twigs. Her red eyes moved up to the scent of another wolf. When he came into sight, he was only a bit bigger than her and with nice dark colors as well. The looks on his face though looked as if he had woken up from a bad dream. Oh boy, the last thing she wanted to deal with was a wolf who needed to be tucked into bed. Her red eyes blinked for a moment as she sighed. "Sorry if I disturbed your sleep I was lost in my own thoughts." Vahva wasn't lying after all. Nor was she one to judge a stranger, plus some of her mother and her cousin had rubbed off on her on the tolerance level. Yet Vahva was still a bit touchy on the subjects of weather or not she could take care of herself, when she was more than capable of it. She kept a fair distance away from him to show him she wasn't here to fight.

"speech"