how to be a leader (and a sister, and a daughter...)

Her blush only increased at her gentle Alpha’s words. She knew Theory was busy, recovering from the raid, rebuilding their territory after the move and volcano. Chasing away the memories of the past, and giving a home to those that needed it. Being the Alpha of this pack had never been an easy task, and Motif could only hope there wasn’t too much pressure on her sister’s shoulders.

It did surprise her to see that Theory seemed almost shy, peeking over at her. Motif had been handled with kid gloves a lot since returning home. She knew she was more prone to tears and listlessness. This time, however, she returned a shy smile, and gave the sand beside her a pat. “Join me, Theory” she offered. “I haven’t any plans today, was there something you needed me to do?”