Dogs of War
Pari knew what the call meant and it sent both a thrill of dread and comfort through her. The last meeting hadn't been too bad, still she was worried about what might be asked of her. She'd do it regardless but it didn't mean she had to be excited for it. Still the woman drew herself up the mountain side. She could make out the forms of other wolves as she approached. She kept her head low and her gaze even lower, the scents of familiar wolves told her who was there without even having to see them. Tana, another of the lambs and Legion were the most familiar. She did not know his name but the older white male was a familiar scent to her, but there was another scent she didn't recognize very well. He carried the scent of the pack though. Pari settled closer to Tana, she didn't make any physical contact with the woman however as she did not feel as though it was appropriate. Tana may have been a lamb as Pari herself was but she would still hold herself subservient to the blind woman, as far as she was concerned she was below them all. The woman waited, her ears pulled back but turned ever so slightly towards the gathered men, waiting to hear what would be said. |