Choices, Dear Sister

She would drape a paw about her, dragging her closer and she allowed him to do so. She would snuggle against his chest and a new thought would bloom ? that Bass was so grown now, an Alpha of a pack, that perhaps he was not her fun silly little brother any more. She pushed the thought away so he could not see the spark of respect in her eyes ? that would not do at all after all, it was her mission in life to knock him down a peg if he got high and mighty and to watch his back for as long as he needed it.



He would tease her again, his words hinting that none would dear face the family trio. Her eyes would flash as she tilted her head backwards against his chest to meet his eyes. ?Damn straight? she would agree simply.



He would turn his attention back to the duties of her rank and she would find herself being curious, wondering exactly what rights he would be granting her, surely as his personal guard she would have the resources she needed to watch over him properly. ?Would I have the right to accept members?? she asked curiously, thinking it could be a fun pass time to meet wolves at the border.


"Speech"