Valhallan Cousins
12-14-2013, 07:59 AM
She blushed at the mistake she made. It would take some time to figure out all the names, faces, and relations of the wolves that made up her family tree. Odette wasn't worried about it taking up time; she preferred to take the journeys back to her roots one paw in front of the other. In the meantime, she would focus on the wolves that were with her in the flesh and fur. They had memories that were kept alive by their beating hearts and the lives they had chosen to live up to that point were worth more in their weight than gold. When Azalea simply asked if she would accompany her to find food, Odette didn't hesitate to answer. "Of course I will," she gently said, tones evident with happiness that she had been offered to tag along. She rose from her gray and black haunches and her tail swayed behind her in the physical expression of her eagerness to find a bit of rabbit or some other delicious morsel. As Azalea took the few steps to be at Odette's side, the female turned so they were facing the same direction. Her nose immediately began to work and she kept an ear out for soft rustles or quirks of hidden prey. As they walked side by side, Odette's bi-colored eyes turned to Azalea so she could speak directly to her. "So, Azalea...what is pack life like in Valhalla? I have only been here for a few days, but I don't know anything about this place except that our Aunt Chrys is the Alpha.." She silently hoped that her cousin wouldn't deem her 'dumb' in her mind by that confession. Talk like this |
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