With a peaceful mind

*Arella* · 10-08-2013, 02:02 PM

Though she was over a year old, it wasn't entirely common that Arella got to speak with rogues, and members of other packs. She was loyal to Valhalla, a value that had been quickly instilled in her and her siblings ... and though she felt restless quite often, it kept her home most of the time. But since the meeting, she was beginning to feel as though she ought to help out a bit more. Soon she would beginning to really train as a hunter, and she was totally unsure how she felt about that. It was probably for the best, as she had no interest in fighting or plants...

Her mind drifted only momentarily, smile faltered for a mere pawful of seconds before the expression returned to illuminate her youthful face. The woman before her seemed a bit reserved, but that wasn't alarming -- not many wolves were as forward as she was. A quick sniff of the frigid autumn air told her that Emer was likely not a pack wolf. Her scent betrayed no kind of scent that would imply she was. "Are you from a pack?" she inquired lightly, genuinely curious. "I am from Valhalla!"

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