i am a rabbit hearted girl

The friendly tone of the other wolf went a long way towards getting Irin to relax. She didn't seem particularly threatening, and made no move to draw closer to Irin. So a bit of the tension melted from Irin's frame as she examined the other wolf. "Valhalla? What's that like?" Curiosity flickered in Irin's thoughts as she examined the other female thoughtfully, head tilting slightly. It had to be a pack, judging by the female's next question, but what was it like? Maybe it was a wild place, with no rules or limits, only love and lust and family. The thought wasn't particularly pleasant to Irin.

Rules and laws had their place in a pack life. There needed to be some hierarchy, some structure. It was the only thing that made sense. But the massive, sprawling packs that Irin had heard of from her family didn't make much sense. Her pack had been small, and tightly knit with no room for creative thought. They put too much stock in rules. And that was why Irin had left.

It took her a moment to remember to respond to the other. "Not anymore," Irin answered the question with a flick of her ears, "I left my family recently and I only just arrived here." These lands were among the first that she had stumbled across, and this wolf one of the first wolves. It was a good thing that she didn't seem toot threatening, or Irin would have been making a hasty retreat towards her old home once more.



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