She's Got No One To Blame
10-11-2017, 02:28 PM
Aranea would take a moment to think about the woman's question. And really, she only spoke what she thought, "Well... I don't know. I'd like to have some pups of my own, maybe they'd be grown by that time." Which was all the truth but she wasn't rushing it. She also wanted a mate to take care of her and their children, that would have taken time for her regardless of how many boys she felt fond of. They weren't all mate material. "I'd definitly like to tell stories of the births I aided in and the wolves I've saved. And stories of the places I've been..." She paused for a moment, thinking of probably her biggest dream. "I'd like someone to look up to me and think, "I want to be just like her."" Though it could be one of her children, it could have been anyone. A pup, an elder, it didn't matter. She just wanted to feel like her life had some meaning before she died. "I'm sure it may change even a little, but I guess that's where I'd want to be." "Yeah, I guess we could do that." She gave the woman a more meaningful grin. She liked this talk with the Sparrow, who she didn't see as her Alpha when she first came to the borders. She even felt like it was an understanding towards each other but she couldn't tell how. She could only hope to grow with the pack, like she said. But not only that, she wanted to grow with Sparrow. She hoped the two could share many more moments with each other, and in a near future they could be good friends. A secret from the two that Tyranis was bound to try and steal it out from under them. What could that do to them? "I suppose I'll go scout for some herbs and go back to my den. I'll be seeing you around?" She joked, but the Alpha would start to get busy, she knew it. She just wouldn't become nonexistent. -Exit Aranea- |
Aranea has a british accent. Threads can produce a Depression Trigger.  Scent: Lavender Alignment: Neutral Good Season: Summer Height: 26 inches Home: Somnium - Dead |