safety meeting
06-18-2019, 11:01 AM
She squirmed a bit at the thought of trying to explain how she had found herself in her current situation; orphaned, without a home or family. It crushed her to know that so much had been cut short, that everything she knew and loved had been taken away. At times the pain was almost unbearable, yet there was nothing she could do to bring them back, or to change what had happened - not that she knew.
"There was an attack on my pack but," Her voice caught, and she looked away, almost embarrassed. "I don't know why. I don't understand. My sisters and I were returning home from a short hunt, and we could smell something strange in the air. We were approached by wolves I had never seen before, with fur as dark as the night sky. Whatever was happening around the dens must have caused an avalanche, because before any words could be exchanged, a wave of snow came crashing down towards us. None of us were able to outrun it, and we were swept up. The next day, I found the bodies of my two sisters and that of a night wolf, but no others. I didn't even have time to bury my kin, for I could see dark bodies moving down the mountain, and I knew they would be upon me if I lingered." So she had said a quick prayer over their bodies, and left. Her head hung sorrowfully, gaze avoiding the smaller wolf.
"The gods spared me, so I must carry on, if for nothing more than to honor the memory of those who have preceded me." She offered a wavering smile; a clear attempt to assuage the other, reassuring her that things would work out just fine in the end. "Perhaps my destiny will have something to do with monkeys." Muses giggled, wiggling her rump in a playful manner as she scooted closer to the plants that had been presented. Giving them both a curious sniff, and a thorough once over, she looked back to Riva, obviously delighted to have the experience to learn with her. "How do you make them into a paste?" Looking doubtfully at the goldenrod, she stretched her neck forward, and reached out with her tongue to tentatively taste the bright yellow petals.
"There was an attack on my pack but," Her voice caught, and she looked away, almost embarrassed. "I don't know why. I don't understand. My sisters and I were returning home from a short hunt, and we could smell something strange in the air. We were approached by wolves I had never seen before, with fur as dark as the night sky. Whatever was happening around the dens must have caused an avalanche, because before any words could be exchanged, a wave of snow came crashing down towards us. None of us were able to outrun it, and we were swept up. The next day, I found the bodies of my two sisters and that of a night wolf, but no others. I didn't even have time to bury my kin, for I could see dark bodies moving down the mountain, and I knew they would be upon me if I lingered." So she had said a quick prayer over their bodies, and left. Her head hung sorrowfully, gaze avoiding the smaller wolf.
"The gods spared me, so I must carry on, if for nothing more than to honor the memory of those who have preceded me." She offered a wavering smile; a clear attempt to assuage the other, reassuring her that things would work out just fine in the end. "Perhaps my destiny will have something to do with monkeys." Muses giggled, wiggling her rump in a playful manner as she scooted closer to the plants that had been presented. Giving them both a curious sniff, and a thorough once over, she looked back to Riva, obviously delighted to have the experience to learn with her. "How do you make them into a paste?" Looking doubtfully at the goldenrod, she stretched her neck forward, and reached out with her tongue to tentatively taste the bright yellow petals.
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