Rise to Power

A summons. Ears would twitch at the woman's howl, calling for those she had gathered to bring them together in the form of a pack. Corners of her lips would pull in a smirk as the girl pulled away from the meal she had been feasting on, paws moving quickly over the earth, almost gliding despite the heat. It had been uncomfortable this summer, humid, dry, hot. Narfi's black coat didn't help with it one bit.

The yearling would not arrive in a full run and out of breath, instead she would step into the new lands with her head held high, proud of what she would soon become apart of.

In no time she would see her mentor, along with a male nearby. She would give a small dip of her head to both of them before taking a seat, tail laying over her paws and mismatched eyes locked onto the woman, ready to listen to what she had to say, ready to begin her training.


"normal.
talk.
think.
you"