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01-28-2014, 03:58 PM
The russet temptress had followed her niece's scent toward this Amenti she had spoken of and had waited for the perfect time to make her entrance. Suddenly a howl rang out and her ears perked up as she listened from the edge of the territory. Well, now was as good a time as any, right? Phoebe moved forward confidently, following a faint trail of Virgil's scent toward the meeting the alpha of this pack was apparently calling. Soon enough she laid her eyes on this small gathering of wolves. She briefly sized them up, her silver gaze lingering on the alpha before letting them rest on her golden family member. With a fond grin she padded forward and gave Virgil's cheek an affectionate lick. Matriarch or not, Phoebe was still felt a bit like a proud aunt. "So this is it, huh?" she said with a small smirk before turning and going back to join the general gathering of the pack, sitting back on her haunches with a graceful turn, her tail draping over her paws. It was going to take some getting used to, living in one place again, but she was sure she would adjust. After all, home is where the family is. Now she merely waited patiently for more of the Olympus blood to arrive while she continued to glance around at her new pack mates. Speech Thought Others |
