beautiful sound

She felt good making friends, being able to make Tornadic laugh gave her joy. Poem seemed to brighten as they laughed, and even Edgar seemed perkier. The black and white raven puffed his feathers as he seemed to chuckle alongside Poem’s boisterous laugh. Eventually they settled and went on, each one talking about their place as heir. The Erovare pup was a little different, he wanted to make a pack of his own, just as his father had created one from nothing.

Poem ogled appropriately as the boy spoke, and nodded enthusiastically. He gave her a name as the excitement continued to build. ”I’m Poem, but you could call me Po if you want.” She told him after he offered a nickname. ”It’s nice to meet you,” she added with a respectful nod, Shaye was diligent in teaching her daughter manners, especially with the role she had to fill.

”Your dad sounds awesome, I’m sure he’s proud you wanna be like him!” Her dad was proud of her at least. ”Abaven has been in my family for a really long time.” She wanted to be like her mom and dad and take up that mantle. She thought for a moment about what he had said, ”what rules will you have in your pack? Have you thought of a name?” Poem couldn’t deny her curiosity. She was going to inherit what was already built, she was impressed by the boy’s eagerness to build his own.