A ghost from the past
11-03-2013, 11:01 PM
The dark form of Deteste was hard to pick out in the evening blackness, but his blue eyes gave him away and when she finally spotted him she moved forward on steady, light strides, curiosity nawing at her. Perhaps she wasn't the only one that felt drawn to this forest, felt like this was their rightful home. She stopped a few steps from him, easing down onto her haunches and draping her tail neatly over her forepaws as she often did. Alena dipped her head at his greeting, replying with her own, "Hello, Deteste." It had been so long since she had spoken to him and even then she had been through little interaction with the brute, so she was both curious as to why he was here and curious as to if he knew what had happened with Amenti as of late. "What brings you out here?" she asked, settling with having her first curiosity answered. In the back of her mind she knew she should be getting back to her children, but she felt the need to speak with him first. He was one of the only wolves that knew what Amenti was like before the bitch took her throne so in some strange way Alena felt a connection with the ebony figure. Speech Thought Others |