This world so cold
06-27-2013, 11:22 AM
Sometimes taking care of her litter was difficult. There was something to be said for how much work it took to keep track of three playful puppies who wanted nothing more than to explore the world. And maybe they would be safe, here in Glaciem's lands, but there had been a wolf lost on these lands not too long ago. Asheni. Their leader healer. And it was only recently they had found another healer. Soleil, previously of Valhalla. Ocena rolled the name around her brain thoughtfully as she padded along, nostrils flaring as she picked up the scent of Orica. A fond smile crossed the mother's features as her pace picked up slightly and she headed in the direction that Orica had wandered not so long ago. She didn't mind her children exploring the territory of Glaciem, but it worried her when they had no one watching over them. They would not go the way of Asheni, whose murderer still had not been caught. Though Ocena didn't doubt that he would be, and she didn't envy the wolf's lot when Gargoyle got his fangs into the other's hide. That was not a fate that she would wish on any wolf but a murderer, one who had destroyed the safety that they felt within their territory. Ears twitching slightly, Ocena padded through the underbrush and was confronted by an amusing sight. Her young daughter with her bright gaze conversing joyously with a female who looked to be about a year old. This was the one that Gargoyle had taken in as a sheltered wolf, wasn't it? Ocena couldn't remember the female's name, but her one good eye ascertained swiftly that she was no threat to her daughter. Tension melted from Ocena's frame as soon as she realized that. "You're not much less naughty than Crusade's children, Orica." Ocena's voice was fond as she leaned down to nuzzle the pup that was almost her spitting image, before turning a smile on the yearling. "Hello, there. My name's Ocena!" Her tail flicked idly behind her as she eyed the young female curiously. Speech |