I'm Glad You Came
09-11-2014, 08:11 AM
A voice would cut into her senses. No, not ?a? voice... The voice. The only voice she knew. The only voice she ever knew or would ever know. But this time it held the tone of excitement, and was possessed by one who knew her. One that, perhaps, must have known her well. Had not seen her quite some time. Pamela would turn her head, managing a small smile, though all she could see was the shaded figure of a wolf. No gender, no appearance, just a wolf that stood before her. That wolf would approach, and she would make the assumption, by scent, that this was a male. Her nose was her most valuable source of information. Where her eyes would fail her nose could tell so much more, reveal so much more. Pamela would breath in again, noticing the male would keep distance and yet had approached her so readily, so eagerly and glad to see her. She would search her mind, the scent surely one she knew. Kin. It was the scent of kin. A littermate, considering how similar it was to her own. A male littermate... So... That left two options. But had they perhaps forgotten her sickness? Perhaps they never really paid mind to it?s existence. When she had been with them in the pack, when their scents were much more familiar to her on a daily basis she could name every wolf by their scent alone. It helped her tremendously try and blend in with the crowd, but in traveling it left her, in some ways, more vulnerable to deceit and lies to those who might realize the truth. But even if she couldn?t see who this wolf was, know who it was for certain yet, she knew enough. He could be trusted because it was one of her brothers. ?So at least one of you have made it to Alacritia.? She would say softly. But then she would sniff again. He had many scents on his coat, and her brow would furrow some. ?...Quelt?? She would question, her gaze focusing on him. Of her brothers he had seemed the sort to settle elsewhere, though... Perhaps as a leader? Without letting on too much she would let the question hang, as if she merely wanted to ask him something. Yet that was only part of the reason; she was trying to figure out if it was really him or Wael. Speech, |