sit, stay, roll over

*Malalia* · 05-13-2020, 06:30 PM

Her tail waved softly as Aurielle spoke of her friend. It was interesting to hear about him from another perspective -- it was like gossip, but the good, clean kind. She really was glad that the man was doing well. She didn't know when she would see him next; Malalia hadn't explored that far outside of Armada territory, and certainly not to the other side of the continent. She wondered if that would change, or if perhaps he would come to the Weeping Woods again for a visit. She certainly hoped so.

"You can definitely count me in on that," she grinned. A festival. A tournament. Her first few months in Boreas was turning out to be filled with a lot of firsts. Mal felt like she hadn't gone a week, or even a day without learning something new about this place -- the trades, the battlefield, the whole volcano incident and everything surrounding that, weapons, armor... It was definitely an adjustment, but she was welcome to every change.

She might have asked more, but as Aurielle talked about meeting with other Alphas, the girl felt a small thump at her ankle, followed by an imploring chatter. She twisted her head to get a good look at Pachou, who looked up at her with big, tired brown eyes. "Okay, okay," she murmured. She couldn't carry him in her maw anymore, but the young wolverine was months away from his mature size, He was still growing, and still tired easily. "Speaking of warm beds, I think this guy deserves a nap," she murmured apologetically. "And Sirius will be expecting me for patrol soon." She nodded respectfully to the Spirit. "You're welcome to come with me if you would like?" she offered.

"Speech"
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