Family Lost, Family Found

Lyric wasn't sure how to feel about Chrysanthe. Of course, the girl was her older sister, and she cared about her just as she did the rest of her family. Yet the alpha was just so... upbeat. The girl just wanted to rest, to mourn the loss of her sibling that had promised that he wouldn't leave her again. It saddened her that he wandered away, and she felt like a bit of a fool to have believed him so easily when he came back. Lyric had begun to move around a bit less, and as soon as Chrysanthe realized that the girl was pouting more than she was spending time with the family that hadn't left them behind, she had suggested, or rather, half demanded that they do a little patrolling together every day.

She didn't push her too much when she was truly feeling out of it, and Lyric had to admit that it was sort of nice being around the older female. She had taught her a little about hunting and tracking that she hadn't known before. Yet all of that energy put the younger female to shame, it was impressive...

Today they were responding to a call made by her Uncle Cormalin. Lyric couldn't help the small smile, she liked being around the older male a lot. So she tagged along willingly, a little nervous about meeting someone new, but happy to see the pack's new but beloved beta. The whelp peeked from behind Chrys when the alpha started talking, only to be put on the spot when she introduced her too. "Are you related to Uncle?" She finally asked, her tail twitching slightly behind her. Yet her lips raised into a smile when she glanced up at Cormalin, and she had to work to retain a small yip seeing him. Her tail began to wag without her direct concent.