memories we all share

Theory filled her in completely, and Motif felt she held nothing back. It felt strange to be a part of her sister confidence. She was the pack Alpha, a rank that might have been hers, if life had gone a little differently. Her stomach flipped at the reminder of their mother. At the reminder of the market where she had been sold, and her time the Ashen Empure. Her ears flattened, but otherwise she showed no emotion. She didnt want Theory to treat her with kid gloves.

And had been out of the loop with news from around their world for a while, and her brow furrowed in thought. "This is the same Acere that out mum was friends and then not with? After they had a big fight?" She tried to recall the details, but she had just been a young thing, and then kidnapped. It hadnt been important enough to her world for it to stick. "That's so weird he would bid his pack away like that. I cant ever imagine you putting abaven to the highest bidder" indeed, motif felt like the whole pack would revolt if she did. How was Aces pack okay with this? "Are they the sort of pack to decide to be enemies with us if we decide we cant trust them to be friends?" She asked theory softly. What kind of allies where they?