orbital mode

The question the male asked was one she didn’t quite know the answer to. She hadn’t made a habit of talking to her siblings much as of late outside of day to day interactions. She should probably do that if she was going to speak on their behalf. She presumed Tythe didn’t mind being here but Tythe was Tythe she drowned him out half the time anyways.

The other wolf’s take on her brother not being happy to be here was also minorly confusing, not only the fact that he had meet one of her brothers but also the fact that there were three of them he could be talking about. He then proceeded to call that one lame which didn’t surprise her much, all of her brothers were lame. Some lamer than others though.

Curiousity pushed her to ask the question “Which one?” She couldn’t properly continue the conversation without this piece of knowledge. Remembering that she might need to clarify she added “There’s three of them and they’re all different levels of lame.”