She was thinking that for some reason they would be wearing these things, but she did think they would be over their eyes. She was thinking a tail band, or bracelet to make them stand out in the pack as the pups of the Apollyon. Briefly her eyes wandered around the group until they landed on another pup. She had never seen this pup, yet it was with one of the half-siblings. She coolly looked at the pup, wondering and hoping that he wouldn't get one of these pieces. They had to be meant for her and her litter mates. She also noticed another brother that she had yet to meet, hues of red and black. He had red eyes like her father had and she was unsure of who he was. He had to be related to them so how. Pulling her gaze away she looked back to her father as he began to explain what they had been called for. The gathering had been smaller then she thought the pack was, she knew there was a lot more wolves within the pack then this.
She was surprised to hear the strips were blindfolds and to be placed over each pups eyes. This had to be a test of trust and to help them learn to compensate without sight. She listened as her father paired them up and was more then excited to be paired with him. She did her best to hide it and to remain calm. Once he was finished he approached her and her father gave instructions to her. She couldn't help but smile, her eyes bright showing her happiness to be paired with him. There was no one better, no one she wanted to be paired with more. She sat herself down and used one leg to lean against her father and she stretched herself as tall as she could. She held as still as she could as he brought the blindfold towards her face. Once pressed to her eyes she used her other paw to hold it in place. He then leaned forward and down the fur tickling her ears and her nose making her twitch. It was only for a brief time as he tied it on securely then moved back allowing her to sit herself down again. Her smile turned into a smirk as he tapped her muzzle with his tail, as if tempting her to take a massive chomp out of it.
Though she didn't, she took a firm hold in her mouth, but not enough that she would bite into the skin and bone hidden deep under the plush fur. Though she was a bit naughty as she gave one or two firm tugs on his tail with a little growl. Her ears perked as he spoke again, closing her eyes under the blindfold to better her other senses. She trusted her father more then anyone in the world and was looking forward to this, hoping that this would strengthen their bond as a father and daughter. When he began to lead she fallowed, trying to fallow the motions of his tail as he moved. Knowing that if he would go down a rock or a slope that his tail should be used as a rutter for balance. Things were okay aside from several small rocks that she had managed to smack her little toes against as they moved, but it was something she could quickly heal from.
As they hit the descend she instinctively put more weight towards her back end, digging her claws in the earth to try and keep herself from slipping.. Although those stupid little rocks would make things difficult once more. She began to trip over them and would either roll into the back of her father's leg or if she rolled down beside him he would gently stop her with his muzzle, help her up and get her going once again. She had tripped several times, bumped into several rocks, and would probably bruise from it, but not once did her faith in her father's care for her faltered and each time he would help her.
"Actaea Talk", & 'Actaea Think"
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