Free Range Pup!
09-16-2013, 12:41 AM
(This post was last modified: 09-16-2013, 12:47 AM by Chrysanthe.)
There were quite a few pups in Valhalla these days - not that Chrysanthe was complaining. Most of said pups managed to be family, little nieces that she had no problem fawning over and looking after. So the sound of a little one whimpering was alarming, but not completely out of the ordinary. She expected to hear someone come for the babe and comfort her, but her words struck her as the girl started to cry. She never should have left? The alpha frowned slightly, and upon further examination she realized this child was not from here. It was enough to pull her from patrolling and lead her toward the lost pup. The alpha would have to figure out just where she had come from, and possibly find someone that would be willing to help her find her family. Hopefully she had not wandered too far.
What she was surprised to hear, just before standing before the previously wailing girl - was her husband's voice. Not because he was scarce or anything of that sort, but because he had comforted the girl so instinctively, so immediately. Some others would question why a strange pup was on their lands, demand they leave, wonder whether they were being used as a spy - it was all precaution. Chrysanthe herself had to take some worries into consideration, but she was on relatively good terms with most of Alacritia's leaders. That and, if someone wanted to know anything about Valhalla they need only come to the borders and ask.
She smiled, stepping toward them but not wanting to overwhelm the lost girl, two strange adults could throw her into a panic and that wasn't what Chrysanthe wanted. Tilting her head, she would sit beside Gideon, looking the girl over for any sort of injury. Thankfully she seemed alright, and smelled nothing of blood. She didn't smell like any sort of pack either, and the scent of other wolves lingered on her - but it was faint. She assumed it was the scent of her family that she had accidentally left behind. "You have wandered far from home, haven't you?" That much the alpha was sure of. "Gideon is right though, you are safe here in Valhalla. We're going to help you find your papa, alright?"
Once she calmed down, maybe they could start piecing together some answers.
What she was surprised to hear, just before standing before the previously wailing girl - was her husband's voice. Not because he was scarce or anything of that sort, but because he had comforted the girl so instinctively, so immediately. Some others would question why a strange pup was on their lands, demand they leave, wonder whether they were being used as a spy - it was all precaution. Chrysanthe herself had to take some worries into consideration, but she was on relatively good terms with most of Alacritia's leaders. That and, if someone wanted to know anything about Valhalla they need only come to the borders and ask.
She smiled, stepping toward them but not wanting to overwhelm the lost girl, two strange adults could throw her into a panic and that wasn't what Chrysanthe wanted. Tilting her head, she would sit beside Gideon, looking the girl over for any sort of injury. Thankfully she seemed alright, and smelled nothing of blood. She didn't smell like any sort of pack either, and the scent of other wolves lingered on her - but it was faint. She assumed it was the scent of her family that she had accidentally left behind. "You have wandered far from home, haven't you?" That much the alpha was sure of. "Gideon is right though, you are safe here in Valhalla. We're going to help you find your papa, alright?"
Once she calmed down, maybe they could start piecing together some answers.