Wallflower
05-03-2014, 09:24 PM
The brown form of Eris appeared on the bank and Athena relaxed. Of all the wolves in Glaciem Athena felt the least tense around Eris. Had it been Sendoa or one of her many half-siblings, or even her mother Athena wouldn't have been able to relax like this. Maybe it was because the healer wasn't family and Athena didn't feel quite so... judged. In her mind she knew Eris was still an Overseeer, still held power around here, but something about her not sharing blood with her made it easier to be around. "Eris," she called back with a small smile, giving a small dip of her head. She scooped up the hare she had just killed in her maw before turning and climbing the slope of the old river bank so she could sit up on the bank with Eris. She sat down her kill as she settled onto her haunches, hesitating for a beat before nudging the rabbit toward the Overseer with her forepaw. "Would you like it? I ate earlier." That was a lie, but she didn't want Eris to feel bad for accepting her gift. Speech Thought Others |
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