Searching for Safety
08-16-2014, 10:32 AM
Walk | Talk | Think Whatever hope she had felt at the arrival of Syrinx was dashed upon seeing how he was received by the the tall, dark woman, sensing the displeasure that settled over her with his appearance amongst them. How much help was he likely able to offer if those ranking wolves in Olympus so blatantly wished not to associate with him? It made her wonder how he had fallen into such disfavor, what he had done to cross this woman in particular if her sentiments were not shared equally throughout the pack. The anxious grey hunter shifted slightly on her paws, the uncertainty of the situation and her family's chance at stability rising higher once more. Syrinx might not have been able to say much in her favor if his words would possibly be ignored, she supposed, but a familiar face was still better than strangers. Despite the obvious rift between the two Olympus wolves, when the lady Natalya addressed her again her tone was not tainted with the same sort of malice she had expressed with Syrinx but was kinder, more patient. Perhaps her case had touched her somehow? "I..." She began her answer, ready to speak but realizing in that first syllable that she knew nothing. "I don't." The laws, the customs, the structure of this pack were all entirely foreign to her, assuredly different than what she was used to. It made her case feel all the more feeble for it. "I can't go back to Valhalla." The statement was made with a soft shake of her head, sadness and helplessness settling into her desperate features. "I can't. This is as close as I can get." Pity? Was that the card Ash was trying to play? She did not entirely know, did not entirely want to know in case the answer shamed her more than she already felt. She just wanted to feel safe again, in a territory that at least held echoes of home if it did not entirely reflect the plains and moor she had been so familiar with. |
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