Birthright
02-24-2014, 10:13 PM
| Obsidian |
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Obsidian?s blue eyes flicked over the crowd gathering on the beach, observing each wolf from her elevated point of view. There were strangers there, as well as the wolves she was familiar with. And some of those she knew, weren?t there. Soleil, and a few others. Odette arrived, making a bee-line for Obsidian. The horse lowered her head, giving the young wolf a friendly bump of her nose to her shoulder, lipping at the girl?s fur before her head raised again, ears pricking. Erani began speaking, and Obsidian found herself entranced by the powerful voice and moving words. It didn?t take a genius horse to know that Valhalla would survive this latest tragedy, and Obsidian, for one, would follow the pack anywhere. Her tail flicked, neck arching, sleek black hide gleaming under the Summer sunlight, as she reared slightly. ?You know I?m in. You can count on me to be there when Valhalla needs help.? Her words were spoken true. He pack was family, and no one left family behind. |