The strength of the pack

*Actaea* · (This post was last modified: 01-25-2019, 09:02 PM by Actaea.)

Lorenzo was getting bigger and soon it would be difficult for him to cling to the front part of her chest. She knew he hated the day and most times left him home in the den to sleep the day off. Today her companion surprised her by practically begging her to take him with her, but she was happy to have the company. Shaye was busy with her pups and Ignis and Acere had been busy with their duties in the pack. She herself since herbs were scare looked for more things to collect and to craft along with catching a few meals for her uncle and brother when they returned to the den. She was getting back into her normal swing of things and after a bit of time dealing with raw emotions over her sister's death she was beginning to feel better again.

She was not far from the meeting spot, digging and foraging within the snow. She had found just a few things before the harmony of howl came from the leaders. It was very loud and told her that they were close by and calling a meeting together. Smiling the young female dropped her task with ease and headed in the direction of the call, when she arrived she was the first of the members, but being so close to their call she figured she may be one of the first to arrive. She greeted both of them with a smile and dip of her head before finding a spot and settling to a sit. Once she was still the growing opossum climbed down and curled up between her front legs, his small eyes looking towards the two wolves upon the rock before looking back to Actaea.

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