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Reclaim from wilderness



Mirabelle

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10-10-2014, 09:01 AM (This post was last modified: 10-10-2014, 09:06 AM by Mirabelle.)


Oh, but Mira was giving them time to speak. She was... well, lurking downwind of the other wolves. She had come when Motif had called, but first she wanted to spy and see how Motif and Wren interacted. The grass surprisingly hid her well, although she nearly jumped out of hiding when Wren said that she... that she was Bass's mate. "By the gods," Mira whispered, eyes wide. She was as shocked as she could see Motif was. She didn't recoil as she did... but Mira did jump a bit. Mates. With Bass. Mira's lip curled and a low, inaudible growl rumbled in her throat. Not of jealousy, but rather of protectiveness. Over-protectiveness, really. She had a bad feeling about Wren... and she didn't want her beloved alpha subject to that one's whims. Although...

Mira's head tilted as her ears perked. She had ducked back down into the grass so she couldn't see, but she could still hear. Wren seemed... girlish. Childish, a delighted young one. Not at all like the raging bitch she normally was to Mira. The Rhythm appeared, and Mira rose silently from her hiding spot, padding forward. "Motif, Rhythm," Mira greeted easily, tail wagging. Her golden eyes slid over to regard Wren for a moment, tail slowing. It was almost like... an evaluation. After a moment, Mira dipped her head, and her tail resumed it's soft wagging. "Wren." Her voice was softer and more serious when she said this final name, and it was clear that she had heard what Bass's new mate had said. It was also clear that she wasn't going to start anything... at least, for the time being.

She'd give Wren a chance. But if Wren screwed up, there would be heavy consequences.

As it was, the point of the call was to help clean up. She wasn't going to say a word; it wasn't the time for such a thing. The interrogation of both Bass and Wren would come later. Ears twitching, she glanced back at her queen. "So, Motif...what's the plan?" Mira had no doubt that Motif would have a plan, and that the plan would be excellent and be executed flawlessly.



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