Wayward Wanderer
Lirim. Not a pack she had heard of, but now she was aware of it. She stored the name away in her memory for later use. Whether or not Malleus would be interested had yet to be seen. Frostbite explained that Lirim was interested in trading, but he wanted his alpha partner to be a part of it. She nodded her head as he howled, and they waited. And wait...and waited...Her gaze shifted to the lands behind the alpha male, narrowing ever so slightly to see if anyone was coming. She didn't see anyone. Or hear anyone. Or even smell anyone else approach. No other alpha. No other pack members. Interesting. Whether or not the other alpha was simply tardy or busy, it didn't quite look good to her. Usually, when an alpha called for whoever they wanted there, they came. And in the world of the Abraxas, you came. Or faced consequences. Her gaze returned to Frostbite for a moment, brow lifting as if to say well? Maybe it was his fault. Maybe it wasn't. She could sit here all day and waste her time waiting for his alpha partner to show up...but she didn't feel like doing that. Sighing, she turned her attention to Frostbite. "Well, I'd like to imagine he's busy. Or perhaps not around?" She mused lightly, but then continued. "Or...he doesn't respect you enough to show up when you need him around." She said bluntly. Whether or not it was true, that's how it looked to her. For the other alpha to show when the other called seemed like a blatant show of disrespect in her eyes and would be in the eyes of the Abraxas had one of their alphas not shown up. Of course, Malleus was the only alpha now...but had they a secondary, she was sure he wouldn't have been happy being stood up like that. "Shall we wait until nightfall or would you like to see what I have? I promise you, I have things that could be useful to your...family. You have pups, do you not? I've herbs here that can help should they get sick during the cold seasons."
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