Buy The Stars
08-19-2013, 03:05 PM
| Claire Aobhinne |
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I will make you queen of everything you see, I'll put you on the map, I'll cure you of disease. The howl that summoned Claire to her Alphess was a familiar enough one. She remembered the voice from her short meeting with the younger female; Chrysanthe of Valhalla, the leader of the pack that Claire was beginning to consider her home. Daily, memories of her now deceased adoptive parents faded under the weight of new memories, happier ones filled with her true father and the family that she had discovered here, in Valhalla. Her brothers were back in her life, and she had cousins and an Aunt and a much more sprawling family than she had ever dreamed of. And Claire wasn't going to lie, it was pretty nice to have someone to turn to no matter what. Of course, she wouldn't need to. After all, she was Claire Aobhinne and she didn't need anyone. She loved her brothers, gods above she did, but she was capable of handling her life on her own. The female was strong, and self-sufficient, and she would prove that to her brothers one day. They were stubborn, but they had to see reason eventually, right? Claire believed in them. With that on her mind and a bounce in her step, Claire made her way to the pack meeting, her plumy tail waving like a banner as she approached Chrysanthe. She was one of the earlier arrivals, though far from the first, and was startled to find her mismatched gaze settling on a strange creature. Whatever the hell it was, the other wolves seemed largely accepting of it, so Claire wasn't going to be the one to complain. Still, she made certain that she left a wide berth between herself and the strange creature as she made her way forward. She inclined her head in Chrysanthe's direction, "Greetings, Lady Chrysanthe." Claire spoke politely, before coming to stand near her father, wagging her tail in a silent greeting towards the black male. Other than that, however, she kept quiet and to herself, settling back on her haunches and wrapping her tail around her paws, waiting to hear what the Alphess had to say. Speech, |