At the cusp

Ochre was proud of Daelos. She had brushed aside anxiety and apprehension to travel the land with her new family to seek out her old. This was a journey of discovery for all of them and he could never deny his girls such an opportunity. They hadn't had any qualms about leaving their former pack. This was an adventure. Think of just how much they would learn in a new place with new wolves. Not only would they learn, but they could teach as well. Ochre had no doubt that both of his daughters would be little scholars. Or, at least he hoped they would. Knowledge had always been so important to him, he could only wish that his love of it had rubbed off on his children.

As Daelos agreed to being a little worried, the earthen brute smiled and tugged her close with one thick foreleg. "New situations are always a little frightening. If it's not the right pack, we'll just have to find another that is. We'll find them. Or knowledge of them." Someone had to have heard of the wolves in question. They would just have to find that someone.

The grey woman assured him that everything would be fine and Ochre shot her his little lopsided grin. "You're right. It will be fine. As long as we're together, everything will be fine." His only apprehension was being forced to live beneath the rule of someone that could possibly be uncouth and unreasonable. He would tolerate it though if it would make Daelos happy. He knew how much she missed her family.


"The girls seem excited about the move." The pair hadn't really complained at all when they were told of the plans. He was proud of them as well. A chilly little breeze wafted towards the pair of wolves and Ochre curled himself around Daelos.
"Hopefully this new pack knows how to handle a family of scholars," he joked before beginning to groom the back of her neck, teeth pulling lightly through the longer fur there.

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