Every princess needs a handmaid

Briar moved around the large den she had been sharing with Mortis for the last season or so, rearranging a few things in the room they had dug out for her to use. Since Artorias had left the day before to go on some kind of trip with her father she had been trying to keep herself busy around the pack and tending to her training, doing small things here and there to fill the time. It was only a couple of days, not even two full days really, but it was a glimpse into what her days would be like once Artorias had to return to The Hallows and she didn't like it. More and more she wished she could simply move to The Hallows with him when he went back, but even getting her father to allow it once she was closer to her second birthday was going to be a challenge, much less asking him to allow it now. There was also the fact that her mother had returned less than a season ago and there was still so many more things to catch up on with her and moving away now just felt like she was cutting her time with Zee short.

She sighed softly as she mulled the issue over, fiddling with some of her belongings as she straightened up her room and tided up the furs that made up her bed. However, Art's voice calling her from the entrance of the den made her head pop up with a surprised gasp, a grin immediately pulling across her features. She dropped what she was doing and turned to hurry toward him, her turquoise gaze immediately fell on his blue and black form in the doorway and her tail wagged excitedly as she ran out toward him. "Artorias! You're back!" she said as she popped outside, throwing her forelegs around his leg and kissing him happily, completely missing the third wolf sitting just off to the side as she celebrated his return in her own way. It wasn't until she pulled back with a bright grin that she noticed the other woman out of the corner of her eye and she looked toward her with surprise, releasing Artorias with a guilty grin and a flush to her face.

"Oh! Sorry! I didn't see you there," she apologized with a chuckle, glancing between her and Artorias curiously. She way the other woman was holding herself confused her a bit. She seemed awfully timid and submissive, but without knowing her background she didn't know why. "Who's this?" she asked her boyfriend, leaning into his shoulder as she forced herself to resist giving him another kiss while they were still in the company of someone else.

"Briar Fatalis"