Teach A Man To Fish

A howl, unfamiliar to the girl sounded in the air. Noemí was admittedly curious… it didn’t seem like someone from her pack by the fact it came from the borders. The girl perked her ears curiously, head tilting to the side as she started off in the direction the howl sounded from. She had learned from her brother a little about how packs worked… but Noe was still admittedly rather naive to most of what they were about. How was she to know any better when she had been raised by two loners who didn’t speak of such things?

What she found surprised her. A male, about as old as her father had been… and something next to him. It was the companion of this wolf that drew Noemí in with curiosity. The female’s canted her head to the right as she looked between the primate and the wolf and then finally noticed her alpha. Noe smiled warmly, lifting her head as her tail wagged behind her. “Is this a new member of ours, Branch?” The girl asked, shifting her attention back to Olafur. “Does he speak like us?” The girl asked, a bit quieter, hoping to not offend the older male’s companion if he did understand.