Teaching the ropes

Theory · 11-02-2021, 04:33 PM

An unfamiliar call rang out from the borders. Theory had been quietly observing Fable while she fished, taking great delight in her niece's enthusiasm. She was the only one of the litter who had remained after Poem and Sparhawk had ventured to his homeland and she had taken a special affection for her. It was easy to pass the hours watching her lark about - it reminded her of the precious few months of her own late childhood before she had been called to alpha in her adolescence. Nevertheless, duty called, and so she answered. She stood up with a great stretch, told her niece to have fun (and be careful about the ice, it was still thin in places!), and went on her way to greet her guests.

Sirius and one of his children stood at the border. She quirked her head to the side but offered the pair a friendly smile. They hadn't had the chance to speak much with the infinite winter dividing them and now this strange, half-light that devoured the land. No matter. At least the weather wasn't entirely inhospitable, if a bit odd. "Sirius - to what do I owe the pleasure?" Theory greeted him warmly and gestured to the maiden at his side, just a hair older than her own niece. "And who accompanies you?"

"Speech"

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Teaching the ropes

Shelby, Xarae

Theory