all in a day's time

*Mirabelle* · (This post was last modified: 07-03-2014, 08:45 AM by Mirabelle.)

Mirabelle's own smile formed when the siblings continued to... Her mind blanked. What was the word? It wasn't really play fighting; it wasn't really arguing either. They were just being... Playful? Mentally, she shrugged. While not thinking of the right word annoyed her beyond belief, she would have to live with it. There were more important things apaw (afoot). Like the fact she had just gotten accepted into the Abaven pack. As shock coursed through her, she realized she had been expecting denial. For them to not let her in and to chase her off, or kill her. But they didn't. They accepted her and... she was part of a pack. Again.

At that moment, her stomach decided to growl, and rather loudly at that. Mira's ears twitched and she grinned. "I do believe my stomach has had enough serious talk," she said dryly. After the comment,though, she switched her attention back to her new alpha and his healer. She dipped her head, and wavered for a moment. What was she supposed to do? In her old pack she would have already dropped to the ground, rolling on her back and nipping the underside of the alpha's jaw in a show of submission. But here she didn't know what to do.She settled for something in between, lowering herself below him and slinking forward. She would nose and lick below his jaw, before withdrawing. "Thank you, Azat." The joking was gone, in place a stoic face and stiff formality.

Then Harmony spoke, and Mira's head swiveled to look at the femme. "As you wish. I will not attack any without first inquiring as to their origins." Her voice was just as formal as it had been her the Azat, and also just as polite. Luckily, that request Harmony put forth agreed with Mira; she much preferred finding out who it was before she went all evil attacking kill wolf. It was one of the few things her old pack failed to instill in her. They always tried to teach her Kill forst, and questions don't matter. Or rather, Do as you are told; its not your place to ask questions. Unfortunately for them, she liked questions. A lot.

Speaking of questions... "When is the next training session? If it is some time away, when do I strart my training? What is the range of our territory? Where is Glaciem's territory? What are the dangers of the terrain? Is there anything else I need to know?" She fired off the barrage of questions without so much as taking a breath; she paused to do thisnow, sucking in a deep breath of air while keeping waiting for the answers... If they even caught everything. And hoping that asking questions in this pack was alright.

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