Braggarts and Thieves
08-20-2015, 06:43 AM
(This post was last modified: 08-20-2015, 06:52 AM by Irie.)
fossil ridge
Her ears perked up at the sound of a familiar call, and a slow grin spread on her face. She wasn't in a hurry; she loped slowly towards the call - curiosity prickling her, but there were no pressing issues, and this was no pressing issue itself. If it were, the call would be... quite different from what it had been. As she arrived, she could see she was not one of the first - that was alright, perfectly alright. Her eyes fell first on the large wolf that dominated the meeting, and then her eyes fell on Talon. A smile tugged at her lips, and she bounced over to the wolf, poking his ear in greeting with her nose before sitting back near him. True, she didn't really know him, but that held no say whatsoever - he was Diamáchi; he had proven himself Diamáchi, and Mithras had vouched for him. He had been with the Diamáchi for months, now, and she figured it was time that he got to know some of his family, and begin to know the affection that was abundant between them. Well, at least, affection from her. Anyone who knew her - Tally, Mithras, Lyre, those she had taught... well, they knew.
Her attention then turned to her sister, and she beat her tail, grinning as blue eyes sought grey eyes for just a second. Then her gaze was gone, and she was craning her head to look at the giant.... tooth Mithras had. Oh, her paws just itched to get a hold of it, but she held herself still: she would look it over later. She had seen similar things in her four years of life, but never one so big. It was absolutely fascinating.
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