Warrior Goddess
05-16-2013, 08:25 AM
![[Image: champion_wanderer_by_kidrylm_writer-d641iq6.png]](http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2013/124/8/7/champion_wanderer_by_kidrylm_writer-d641iq6.png) ... Newt's reaction surprised Champion. This fact was easy enough to see by the stiff perking of her ears and the slight widening of her eyes. That final, laughing tone of the Queen's seemed to spread to her Beta. Champion's eyes glimmered with wry disblief and her muzzle creased with a hint of a smirk. Leave it to Newt - all big and dangerous and talking of death at the pack meeting, and yet the Grey Lady could be such an understanding soul when the mood struck her. Perhaps Champion should've had more faith in that side of her. To Newt's words, Champion gave a nod. They all sounded most reasonable - fun even. She'd been trying for some time to get the warriors of Amenti off their rumps and into some semblense of an army. An apprentice... she'd been one herself when she was younger, but she'd had no thoughts of taking one of her own. But she was letting her thoughts wander away with her - what was the rogue male making of all of this? Champion turned her attention back to him just in time to hear his answer. Brave soul. He was willing to freely submit to their system of rank and justice, in hopes to one day make a home for himself. Champion heartily approved of his motion. Respected it even. And as he was placing his freedom in her paws, this motion of his would not go unacknowledged. "Very well," Champion said quietly, calmly. Something like a real smile showed in her eyes. She did indeed feel like she was taking on more of a squire than a slave. He'd seemed a good enough sort from the first, she had no objections to spending more time with him. "Your choice does you credit, Vioxes," she said quietly. But that was all the praise she would give. The time called for other things. Now that his fate was sealed - they ought to get moving! "Grab that leg of the deer, Vioxes," Champion said, a bit of the light hearted boldness returning to her voice. "We'll take this farther in. You'll have your share of it - but you don't hunt for just yourself anymore. Tally ho!" Her loud half-growl sounded as she chomped her teeth into the other doe leg and started deeper towards the camp grounds of the pack. In truth she could've dragged the kill herself, but with the help of another fit wolf, they'd probably be able to make the carcuss look like it was running again. --EXIT-- (unless called to stop for more talk) |