Tell Me More [Tel]

Soon enough Tel popped into sight in typical puppy enthusiasm, if polite. At her thanks, Aurielle nodded, smiling. “I’m glad.”

How to broach the subject she wanted to delve into? From what Ardyn had related, the child had no knowledge of packs until he’d explained some of it to her. If it hadn’t been Valhalla and some other pack, and the girl had trespassed… Would the pup be attacked or claimed?

She settled on her haunches, tail flicking to pool neatly at her paws by force of habit as she studied the girl. No other scents but the trace scents from herself and Ardyn.

Finally, she sighed softly, gazing out over the freelands spanning beyond the wall. The world could be harsh, even cruel by a soft-hearted sort’s view. The only way to learn what had happened, if anything, was to ask.

“I’d like to ask you something, and it’s up to you if you want to answer me. But I do ask that your answer be honest.”

Her eyes drifted down to the young girl, locking eyes as she asked, gently, “Where are your parents? How did you end up alone?”

She would be true to her word—if the girl didn’t want to answer, she wouldn’t push her on it, and let Tel make the choice of when she opened up.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Labhair an Sean-Teanga." ---- "Hear" ---- Think