| 520 When she had heard her rosea call out for them to gather, the femme had sighed. It was relief, and it was bother. Effort. It would be good to get all the cards on the table, but it could also potentially be bad. It was not because she did not wish to meet everyone, but she expected there to be arguments, heated discussions. She had a good day today, and she didn't want this to ruin it. But, of course, she could not avoid the gathering, and she had information and opinions she too wished to share. It might very well be her words that might cause arguments, but then so be it. She was a creature with strong opinions, and it was not her fault if others could not deal with it. Wouldn't be the first time she got in trouble for it anyways. Her two legs carried her easily along the paved streets of Wolfville as she closed in on the city center, where the others would be waiting. She hoped some of her own questions would be answered tonight, and she hoped she could help with answering others' questions. Uncertainty and insecurity never led to good things, thus people needed to know what was going on. She was among the last to arrive. She had expected that, having walked quite a distance to get here. The new wolf, said to be named Wind, was here. Her appearance mirrored herself and their rosea, it was strange how there were so many of them in an environment that did not support the pelt color. Mew had heard about her and her bird friend, and quickly spotted the creature sitting in a tree, looking at them. She nodded to the bird, greeting it on the same level as the wolves present, as she did to everyone in turn walking past them. Another new face was here, another female, but the handsome male she had let stay here earlier the same week had not yet arrived. She nearly smirked at the thought of besting him; he was arrogant, and she liked it. He was quite frankly too handsome for his own good. The fact that she got here before him though, brought up her childish side, and even though it was no competition, she had won. It pleased her greatly. Among the people who was here though, Mew quickly spotted Hanna in her human-like form. She decided to stand at her side; they would stand out less if they stood together. Ever since the birth she had longed to dress herself with two arms and two legs, but she had been too weak, mentally. Today had been the change, and she was proud to walk on two legs again, her guitar on her back in a leather case she had crafted earlier the same day. She put a hand on her aunt's shoulder, a sign of affection, and shot a smile at Haku, in a quite secretive manner; she didn't want Cer to think she didn't take this gathering seriously. The wellbeing of the pack was very much important to her. |
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