You aren't gone
One perk to her paranoid state was the ability to know what was going on around her at all times. Arian was a wolf who was constantly looking behind her shoulder no matter who she was with, or being alone regardless. Her nose may have not been able to pick up his scent, but her ears heard every step. Her blue eyes narrowing slightly as she turned a little towards Kreft. The woman's expression was a little unimpressed with him, sneaking up behind her was already something she disliked let alone something she wouldn't think a pack member to do. Yet however, she didn't have the means to scold him since he didn't entirely do anything wrong. She was no Queen, she didn't want to be to these wolves, she wanted them to have their freedom.
However, when he mentioned food, she looked near the ramp where the kill sat. Good job Kreft, she thought on the left side of her brain, her tail pounding against the floor. Since Cypress wasn't here, perhaps she should make the effort to get to know Kreft. She already knew two of her members were of a darker alignment, they needed some work unlike the others. Yet, they were also very important to her ranks. "I'll have some later if the others haven't picked it clean, thank you Kreft." Using his first name was a bit odd to her but she wasn't sure he even had a surname. "How are you this morning?" she asked, tilting her head to one side. Small talk was something she had always been good at. For a moment Arian cursed at herself, she was letting something in her skin get out, the rather precarious darker self of her body that had gotten her in trouble before. She took in a deep breath, and let her mind take a few steps back this time. Watching Kreft carefully. |
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Cypress being Arian's mate, can jump into her threads private or not. Arian is fluent in Japanese and English but also knows mild Irish. Avalon is also allowed to crash Arian's threads.