Carry Me, Carry Me, Carry Me Now
03-13-2013, 11:24 AM
Collision never had to call more than once. As the female's ears perked attentively, her feet gaining speed to carry her in the direction of the pack meeting, she found herself beyond grateful that the meeting hadn't be called the day before, when she'd been secretly meeting Maverick so many miles from the pack borders. She'd been attentive to the male's foreign scent lingering on the coat, and had bathed herself well more than once since their meeting. There were far more things for her family to worry about than why she'd been meeting a Seracia wolf. The princess approached, a new-found bounce in her step. Still Epiphron was composed, wearing a simple but polite smile proudly on her lips. She wasn't exactly early to the meeting, but not late either; she got the gist of what Collision had called them together for from the responses of the others. Without hesitation the female found a seat near Preston, unwilling to let the male feel as though he was any less of a brother to her -- who knew what nonsense Neo would spill to him. She briefly pressed her nose into the male's next, greeting him with a silent yet affectionate gesture. She ignored Neo, who was sitting on Preston's other side; even feigning kindness towards him would get her nowhere, she was sure of it. Leon spoke first, implying that he desired the role of lead warrior. Their previous conversation came to mind, and she found her sparkling sapphire gaze resting on him momentarily. Almost immediately she spoke up. "I've decided to train for Lead Warrior," her voice was sweet and thoroughly brimming with confidence in her decision. Her training would take some time, but she wondered what would happen when she was ready to fulfill the role. If Leon stepped up as Lead, would she end up needing to challenge him someday, or would he simply step down and let her take the rank? Either way, it didn't matter now. But the prospect of being trained by Leon as a Warrior made her smile widen without hesitation. Not only would she be training with a fellow Adravendi -- if things went as she hoped -- but with her cousin, no less. She couldn't ask for a better mentor. Briefly she glanced at Erani, hoping the female would not be disappointed in her decision. The female was still one of her closest friends, practically a mother to her, and this would change nothing. |
