It's a Scary World

Philly had set out against her uncle’s orders, growing bolder by the day as she grew. Riker’s words encouraged her, but also frustrated and confused her at times. Why would anyone want to hurt their family? Why was their family divided? Philomena didn’t have the answers to this… but she wanted to bond her family once more. Make them as strong and powerful as she imagined in her head. United they could be something even greater… maybe even the true warriors of justice! They could hunt down those that hurt their family before and carve them down, make them feel as they had once felt. Her little mind was becoming twisted, but the child didn’t know it.

Catching her uncle’s scent Philomena lifted her ears realizing he’d come looking for her before she’d gotten back. The child felt a little guilty… she knew her uncle only wanted her to stay put to make sure she was safe but she already knew all the neat little hiding spaces of where they were staying. It wasn’t as fun there anymore, particularly when Rikeros wasn’t there.

But she didn’t expect to find her uncle with two other wolves… one who looked a lot like him and another who was a pretty she-wolf. Philomena stopped, flicking her ears back as she saw how anger her uncle looked, and instead, not quite noticing the fact there was something off about the two older wolves, edged towards the non-aggressive looking femme. Maybe she knew why her uncle was upset?

“Umm… excuse me..” Philly’s words were quiet, and the large girl glanced towards the two white wolves decorated with war paint. “Are… are they fighting?” She asked the femme, feeling a strange sense like she should recognize the older brute. Was he family too?