Acceptance

At first the words falling from the King's maw didn't make sense to Destruction. A new life it shall be. Welcome home, Destruction and Dillinger.Even the young boy didn't quite grasp the meaning, looking up to his mother for some kind of signal that would help him understand. The russet stained wench simply looked at Gerhardt, taking several moments to process his first utterance. Home. Home. Home. She had a home. The need to wander was no longer necessary. Her past was just that; her past. There was no need for violence to plague her every pawstep any longer. The violet eyed King had granted them a place within their ranks. Feelings bubbled inside of the onyx dame but she didn't have any words to put to them. Relief? Gratitude? Those were foreign words to her vocabulary. It wasn't of much importance how she felt. She was part of a pack now.


Destruction hurried to return her attention back to what the king was saying. She listened intently as he described her new home, pointing out the key places for food and shelter, all essentials needed to be acquainted with in this new pack. She had a vague idea of where everything was siutated based on his description. She would find time to figure out their exact locations later on. He paused for a moment and she assumed he was allowing his words to sink in, since they were a bit to taken in so suddenly. He continued on, telling her that she was free to come and go as she pleased, but to check in if she decided to wander off. Destruction didn't think she would be wandering off very much for the time being. She needed to get acquainted with her new home and the wolves that resided within in it. She waited until he finished before speaking. Thank you for allowing me and my son to become part of your pack sir, I will make sure it's not a decision you come to regret. She bowed her head in silent thanks, leveling her gaze with the king, not knowing if she was supposed to depart or allow him to leave first.


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