There will come a soldier who carries a mighty sword

The journey was long and entertaining for the pup, entertaining enough for her to forget about how hungry and tired she was. To forget how thin she was after lacking the promised food her mother offered before she left and never return. The girl did feel uncertain every now and then, but with how beautiful everything was on its way here, she quickly forgot all about that, all the sad things that wanted to bring her spirit down. She did her best to keep up with Bael, it was a tough task but Nova never knew the word exhaustion!

They reached the borders, marked borders of a pack. Nova had never been into a pack until now, as her life so far has been on a small rouge family. Never before had she had been with more than three wolves at once. Her face lightened up at the word food, a word even she with limited communication skills knew its meaning. And that was the main thing that drove her all the way here and into unknown lands. She had a second of doubt but soon enough she stepped into the borders and follows the big wolf like a little shadow, following each move he did. Checking everything with her eyes, every scent with her nose, and feeling every rock and texture with her big paws.

They walked past a den, then another one. One with funny smells. But at the entrance, she stopped in her tracks..finally, doubt was making a presence in her thoughts crowded by the wish to eat. She shrugs and hides behind the male, poking her head slightly to leak inside..but she doesn't say nor does anything further. Looking up trying to understand Bael's words. "Hi!"

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