Never Saw Myself As A Couch Surfer

Celeste

The petite woman stood at the edges of the Col with her toes edging the territorial barrier. From what Kuroki had told her, she was to be escorted to the interior before the band’s arrival so she could meet Sirius. Though she was not typically nervous around leaders as she saw herself as one, she could feel the patter of her heart in her chest. Staying near Ashen was one thing because Venom was family. Relying on her mother-in-law was important in those early stages of the pup’s lives. Venom was experienced in motherhood and leadership while she was still young and had much to learn.

Staying within Armada territory was indeed different. Though from the sounds of it, Delphi had already come across the Warlord himself. Thanking the heavens he was not a cruel man Celeste called for the guard to escort her. They walked in companionable silence as the mysterious wolf keep his gaze ahead of him. The walk was not long and that too she was thankful for because even though it was summer, it was still chilly for her thin frame.

The guard stopped her before a giant obelisk that appeared to reach up to the sky. Her aquamarine eyes studied it momentarily as she glanced over the laws of the pack. Interesting to Celeste, but also understandable. Bidding the guard goodbye with a nod of her head and a wry smile, Celeste takes a seat by a small fire that she had requested be lit to help keep her warm. Without the giant Kuroki or fluffy Cyanide to keep her cozy, she was near shivering. Celeste would wait patiently though with her lengthened tail wrapped around her legs as she sits and admires the Col.


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