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Keep in Touch [Theory/Abaven]



Theory

Avalon
Healer

Master Fighter (250)

Master Healer (240)

An icon representing the specialty Fertile Fertile

age
8 Years
gender
Female
gems
548
size
Extra large
build
Balanced
posts
805
player
Xarae

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09-25-2021, 01:57 PM




It was a relief to finally see old friends. Theory couldn't keep the grin off of her face. So long they had been isolated, sneaking between snow drifts like thieves in their own pack lands. Even though the bite of winter was back, it didn't have the same fangs as the never-ending months of snow and ice they'd just endured. The cold was a perfect time for contemplation and renewing bonds as they looked towards the warmer seasons ahead. She eagerly accepted Aurielle's embrace, nuzzling into her plush white fur. The amulet she had been given by her long ago was also spending the winter in her den for safekeeping alongside Shaye's feather. The alpha turned to acknowledge Solo as he approached, encouraging him forward until he paused at her side to inspect the Vallahan wolves. There was a sparkle of curiosity in his eyes, which was understandable - most wolves needed to do a double-take when faced with Aurielle and her immediate kin. The kinds of mutations that ran in her line and in some of the southern packs were uncommon in Abaven. "Solo is training alongside me for our Corda rank - a diplomat. Your visit is timely. There's nothing better than firsthand experience!" Theory paused as their visitors introduced themselves and she settled down into a comfortable sit before them.

"Thank you," she said warmly towards their offering, her eyes glowing with appreciation. Aurielle had always been a truly kind and faithful ally. Without a doubt, she knew that she could rely on Valhalla. Her only regret was that their packs were separated by nearly the entire continent. "Well, now that you and your black bear heir are here, I'd love to resume discussing our joint festival. We had such promising plans before the weather decided to disagree... for an entire year," Theory laughed, trying not to sound too bitter. She glanced at Solo and her grin renewed again. "Enjoy this, because it's easily the most fun part of diplomacy - planning festivals!"
"Speech"


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