Break It & Burn

Quote:Her parental possessions demanded she follow them, and for now Vyvienne would comply. Although young, she was not foolish enough to believe she could overpower any adult. For now she would comply, following silently, acidic gaze observing her siblings as she headed towards the border. Upon arrival her nose would crinkle up, the scent of pack both unfamiliar and undesired. ?Stink,? she spoke, a simple word that described how she felt. Her face would remain screwed up, but she would recline onto her haunches, willing to listen to whatever happened.
Her gaze would flicker between her siblings, tracking her more easily controlled possessions with her ever watchful gaze. If they strayed too far from her she would chase them down; for now, however, she sensed they would all obey. Vyvienne had yet to truly shove her weight around and assert her ownership, but she was the largest child, the eldest (well, the exception being the child her mother had let suffocate), and she would have plenty of time to demonstrate this simple fact to them. For now she was composed, for now she was more concerned with the stink than if her belongings would decide to wander away from her.