it has to end somewhere
07-07-2015, 03:23 PM
The younger wolf acted swiftly at the sound of her voice, whirling and bristling and eyeing her wearily. Motif slowed her approach, easing into a stop as she tried to show the wolf she was no threat. Yes, the stranger was trespassing, but there was just something about the girl, something familiar and heart breaking something that made her want to take the girl to safety, feed and comfort her. The young girl would begin to speak, her voice rough and unused, and instead of answering Motif's question she would ask her own. It was such an odd thing to ask, and never before had Motif been confused for her mocha colored sister. “I'm Motif, yes, but you haven't told me why your here” Motif pointed out gently, it was something she had to find out, this was Bass's pack even if he was out of it for the time being – only more reason to enforce her brothers rules. |
