SHE'S A KILLER QUEEN
03-17-2014, 03:02 PM
| Satu |
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The call had nothing to do with Satu, who had no rank in the pack nor any desire for such, and generally speaking a call from the border was looking for ranking wolves. Still, it meant that something interesting was actually happening. It didn't take longer than the space of that thought for Satu to abandon her fruitless hunt and make her way to the call. She slowed when she came upon a group clustered there - Song, Anthem, Novella, and a gravid stranger. Why was it that all pregnant wolves seemed to eventually find their way to Ludicael? Satu shook off the thought. Though normally her natural exuberance would lead her to bound up to her cousins and greet them with enthusiasm, she knew that it would likely leave a bad impression on the empirical-looking stranger and make Song look bad. So she tamped down her first impulse, much as she'd had long experience doing in the pack she'd grown up in, and walked up with as much seriousness as she could muster. It had always made her miserable then, to always need to be dutifully calm, but the chance to be part of whatever was going on would be worth it right now. She dipped her head to Song with an assumed regal air that was no doubt comical to anyone that actually knew her. "Oracle," she greeted slowly, nearly bursting with holding in the urge to wriggle or grin or bounce at least a little bit. "Cousins," she nodded as well to Anthem and Novella, glancing quickly away from Novella lest her cousin do something to make her burst out laughing. She moved to take a position to obviously support Song, then plopped her butt down on the ground and glanced between Song and The Stranger with wide-eyed curiosity. |