There was silence for a time, and Alamea wondered if the girl had even heard her when finally the yearling turned to face her. Seeing her more clearly she could see that the yearling just barely outclassed her in frame, though it seemed likely they?d be very similar in height. The cream girl had been the one that had been at her son?s side during the storm and ever since Kismet had first been introduced she had hoped her other children would find friends, even if they were beyond the pack. She could hardly fault them, she and Rune hadn?t exactly come from the same pack when they had met.
The cream yearling smiled, though Alamea didn?t fail to notice it didn?t come with ease. A greeting was mirrored back at the snowy woman and she resisted the urge to chuckle, the yearling clearly not so comfortable as of yet. "Alamea Kaname, and in case you didn?t know yet, Eirik?s mother."
