Start Again

Silent, Bera followed behind the male wolf who had called himself Thor. Her leaf green eyes watched the back of his large form warily, occasionally glancing sidelong at Eostre and turning an ear back to hear Arnporr behind. She was wary for them, just as protective over them as they were for her, and it made her hesitant about this whole move. Everything they had known was behind them, back in the pack they had once called home. It had not been the best home by Bera's count, but it was familiar, and there was some comfort to be had from that.

But as she watched the man in front of them, choosing their path and occasionally casting glances behind at them - did he expect them to try darting off if he looked away too long? - she could not help wondering if this was not how things were meant to happen. After all, her place had never truly been in their pack. She was never going to achieve her dream of becoming an esteemed warrior amongst them, not the same way the males were. She had thought about leaving too, the thoughts never leaving her head but there all the same. And he did claim to be family. His coloration did parallel her own, which admittedly drew about some curiosity. Maybe...

Thor spoke, bringing their progression to a stop as he remarked upon their present location being their new home. Large pup paws slowing and then falling still, Bera glanced at their new surroundings, the wide stretch of grassy plains, the copse of trees that provided the only noticeable shelter. It might have done okay but...what did Arnporr and Eostre think? Arnporr was already voicing her concerns with a steady, flat voice. How she managed it the brown pup had no idea but she admired her for it. She was not so sure she could have spoken with the same strength. But she was just as curious for the questions asked to be answered and so she remained silent, watchful and attentive to receive Thor's response.