Can't Make It On My Own [joining]

It wasn't overlong before the pale shape of the Tortuga alpha appeared, and Qanik relaxed slightly. Though she'd not been truly concerned about danger from the young stranger, the situation called for a higher rank than herself and she was happy to turn the whole thing over to someone who could handle it according to the pack's laws. She returned Roman's warm greeting with a more reserved dip of her head, though there was nothing unwelcoming about her manner. "Roman," she murmured, her tone soft. The alpha was less and less of a stranger to Qanik, and she was growing fond of the younger woman, and learning to respect her for more than her status.

For now, Qanik remained a few steps removed as Roman moved to speak with the boy, silently observing and ready to intervene should it be called for, though she knew Roman could take care of herself and the boy was little threat.



speech.