The sable female assessed the younger girl with her eyes as they stood there, she had a similar pelt colour to her own, with eyes that reminded her of her former mate. Her former mate had had one blue eye and one yellow eye, as had her sons, she wondered for a moment if this was one of Deuce's children, she knew from speaking to her pale lover that she had had other children outside of these lands, perhaps this girl was her child, coming home as Soran's own children had done? The ebony Patrician looked down tat the nervous stance of the girl, she had seen wolves submit before but had never seen it to such an extreme, she herself had never submitted at the borders when hoping to join, but that was more circumstance than her lack of manners, when joining her first pack, Syemv, she had been badly injured and losing blood, she had been as submissive with her words as she could be, but could not manage any movements for fear she might collapse. And then when she had arrived here her son had been the Alpha, there had been no question to her joining, he had simply offered her a home, she had not had to ask, upon returning here recently she had returned as an old friend, the Consul remembering her from all that time ago, there had been warm words and hugs rather than submission and asking to come home. Soran's icy disposition was melted a little by this younger girl, she seemed very polite and as she spoke the sable female nodded. It suddenly occured to her that this might be an Aniwayan trick, some ploy to infiltrate the lands, but surely they would not send someone who appeared so exhausted? Then again this could be a part of the ploy, to send in someone who seemed to be no danger whatsoever, who would let the guardians in in the depths of the night.
The sable female lowered her head so that her face would be in the eyeline of the submissive girl, who she now knew was named Blind, her scarred face was far softer than it had been when she had first greeted the girl.
I see, so your name is Blind? How can I tell that you are not an Aniwayan spy? I know... swear to me on all that you hold dear that you have not come from those wolves to infiltrate the pack. The sable female replied, her voice stern once again, she believed the girl's story that she was simply looking for a home, but she would never forgive herself if she allowed this girl into the lands only to find that she committed some horrible act against it, perhaps kidnapping another child, no she could never forgive herself if that happened. This was the best way she thought that she could test the girl, the Aniwayan wolves were superstitious and would never swear on all they would hold dear if they were lying, they believed that all their loved ones would die shoud they do that. At least that was Soran's understanding of their strange beliefs, yes, she was sure that this would give her the answer as to whether or not to trust this young girl. Slowly she sat down, curling her tail around her side, watching the girl still, her muscles tensed under her fur, making sure that she would be ready to attack the girl if she gave an answer that might suggest that she was an Aniwayan spy; she would not tolerate an Aniwayan wolf this close to the lands, neither would their Alphess, nor most of the wolves who lived here.
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