Don't get your hair caught in the propellor
11-02-2014, 10:04 PM
The golden bitch was tending to Ecaterina when the howl came to her ears. She immediately looked up to the atmosphere outside, figuring that the weather would be good enough for her daughter to meet everyone. Her golden head was lowered so she could nuzzle the young girl awake. "The Queen is calling us," she cooed, green eyes vivid with warmth. "We must not ignore her call." She rose from the ground, stretched, and walked outside, only to pause and wait for Ecaterina to rush past her. Cezar remained in the shadows, paranoid looks evident as he moved ahead of the golden woman. Once her daughter was well situated, she set off to the call of Cataleya. Her paws briskly carried her through the Moor, making sure to avoid the very dangerous parts for her daughter's sake. Picking up her daughter at various points, she got dirty while Ecaterina remained clean. After a few plops in the cool swamp marsh, they appeared near the crowd. Maija lowered Ecaterina to the ground and softly grumbled, "Breathe it all in, my dear. The scents, the faces, and the many sizes. These wolves are your family outside of our den, but be careful. Some of them could eat you up for lunch!" At the last sentence, she chuckled and licked her daughter's face before padding towards the inner part of the group. Leaf-green eyes immediately hardened as she saw her fellow high-ranked wolves, one warrior, and the white slave that had pissed off Valentine not so long ago. She gave a firm nod to Cataleya before reclining to her haunches, making sure Ecaterina was beside her the whole time. She let the pup walk around her to rest in between her front legs. Soon the meeting would take place and she couldn't wait to see how her daughter took in the Queen's announcements. speech here |