A Call to His Highness
07-03-2014, 03:04 PM
(This post was last modified: 07-03-2014, 03:07 PM by Motif I.)
Light form would glide across the earth and familiar terrain of her brothers pack. Unaccustomed to the confined spaces of a pack she often ran the length of it, it was a competition to race the stars and the birds to each corner of this pack. With the call of a stranger stretching out across the sky she would turn from her run and feel afresh as she made her way now towards the call. She knew she would find Bass there, and as his guard it was her duty to go where he went and to be where there might be trouble. She was sparring day by day to ensure that she was fit and prepared should a day come where she was required to protect her silly brother.
The boy would beat her there, her run had taken her far across the territory and well her return journey was short, clearly the white clad boy had been closer. She came in as her brother Alpha began to speak and would slid in behind him with her silence and a watchful eye, her only other movement was to be a wink to this stranger at their borders
"Speech"