Chick Chat

Walk | Talk | Think

Well, at least the other prospective hunter didn't look troubled. Her thoughts, whatever they may have been to give her such a distracted look, seemed to easily enough dissipate as she arrived and gave her greeting to her fellow Valhallan, assuring Ashtoreth that there was nothing truly troubling the other wolf. This was good. She was still hoping to fully recruit the other into their hunters ranks and to be their first official hunter under their new titles as Sigmas. In all honesty, she was looking forward to help and hardly even cared where Meili sat along the scale of experience so long as she was willing to learn, which she had already assured the grey hunter that she was. All signs were pointing to go as far as her opinions went; it was really only a matter of discussing the matter with Chrysanthe to see if she might agree.

A lot on her mind? Well, that was vague enough to pique Ashtoreht's curiosity. But rather than question it, she merely nodded her head in a slow, thoughtful sort of manner, as if taking a moment to process the answer fully. What sort of things, she wondered, a curious part of her wanted to ask. This wolf reminded her so much of herself that she felt inclined to offer any assistance that she could give, whatever it would be. Hunting tips, advice on the pack, even directions somewhere she may never have been before: she prided herself on her growing knowledge of many different things and only wanted to see this like minded individual thrive inside their pack.

Question turned on her, the small grey wolf found it hard not to react in an obvious manner. Truth be told, she had been feeling quite well recently, perhaps even better than she had been the past few months. And all in part because her best friend had returned. Leon's absence had been trying for her, adversely causing her recovery time after her attack to lengthen though she hadn't realized it at the time. She had thought him gone, disappeared from her pack forever, only to materialize on the borders of their land and call for her. Just her. It had been an honor as much as it had been a confusing headache.

But those were thoughts for another time, she decided. If she hadn't even determined what there was between herself and Leon - if there truly was something there at all - then how could she possibly try and explain it to someone else? It just seemed like an entire waste of breath, and so she answered in kind, "Good, good. Though it would be nicer if I was sleeping in my own den again." As if to exaggerate the point, she arched her back slightly and rolled her shoulders, face pinching a little with a look of discomfort. "Temporary one isn't quite as roomy as the one I've got back at camp. Those flood waters better recede soon."

OOC: I give Meili full and complete permission to ask questions about Ash's den if you think she'd want to. Considering it was Leon's before she claimed it, it could segue into the actual "girl talk" nicely, I think. c: