The tapping of claws against the stone floor of the hearthstone caught her attention- ears twisting toward the door of the lounge, heterochromatic eyes following as a silhouette slipped inside. A tiny man, even smaller than herself, by the name of Sota- one of their renowned navigators, who was older than her parents. She didn’t know him personally- in fact, she only knew of him, having seen him in passing and heard stories from her Father. Still, being the socialite she was, she’d never deny company- especially a packmates.
Offering him a warm smile and a nod, she almost giggled when he bowed to her. He was being so proper!“Of course, please do.” She said, motioning toward the empty chair across from her, and silently praising herself for setting it out when she first arrived. “I remember who you are. It’s nice to see you again.” She added, after he provided his name. “I’m Clove- but, you might know that already.” A lightheaded laugh followed, before she turned back to the materials strewn out across the table. She'd gotten lucky to have one of their best navigators stumble across her trying to make a map. And, if he wanted to join her, maybe he'd want to help her while he was here. “You might be the perfect wolf to help me with this.” Warmth spread across her cheeks, as a sheepish expression overtook her face. “I’m trying to make a map, but I don’t know where to start.” Hopefully, Sota would be willing to provide some insight- perhaps it would be good for him too- perhaps give him something to keep his mind off the passing of their loved one, Adura.
