come and play with the misfits

Keahi sits in the back, blue eyes watching as the gathered wolves mix and mingle. She does not step up, feeling like right now it be more of an intrusion then helpful and instead allows the pack mates time to get to know each other. Wren moves from wolf to wolf, introducing them to one another and a soft smile finds its onto her red lips as she watches the way the soon-to-be leader does the diplomatic dance with seeming ease. Yes, she will make a great Alpha. Ears swivel as she listens to everything Wren says and, when names are exchanged, the tropical wolf carefully files them away in her memory with the corresponding wolf’s face. To the red wolf’s surprise, her sister soon calls for her and she swiftly stands, moving to where Wren waits.

Tail wags loosely at her hips as Wren introduces Sybil and Keahi bows her head in respect to the white lady. A chuckle escapes as Wren speaks of Sybil the only one being smart enough to stay out of trouble and her red eyebrows lift as it is proposed that the white lady might be the lead diplomat one day. A kind smile is offered to Sybil as she says, “It is a pleasure to meet you, Sybil. I am still new to my position as diplomat for the Armada but I will happily answer any questions you might have.” Blue eyes turn to Wren as the red woman offers her sister a happy grin and small dip of head. Keahi wants to help Wren build a successful pack and she is willing to help in any way she can.


"Keahi Mogotsi"